There are no candles on the table

It is dark, it is stormy

an old man walks through the room

a cane in his hand

he blindly walks around

but lits no candles on the table

 

the widow at the end of the street

peeks outside

the dark stormy night

a chill makes her shudder

but she has no candles on her table

 

the broken family on the adjacent street

has a lady crying

in her gloomy room

the wind howls outside

but there are no candles on her table

 

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