A fluttering flame, in a hut
Positioned, not in the corner at dusk
Few souls seen around, lingering
A handful of humans, murmuring
Guarding hands, Windows closing
A few desired, the flame standing
Gleaming wings fading away
Only to return in another way
A lady wanted lot more
The man looked away and swore
Some kid waited to blow
While a fly wished to live and grow
The cat remained, eyes gleaming
None realized, darkness pervading
All lived their life, Incredible
Masked in the darkness, I remained, Invisible
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