Hello you tiny cardboard box with matches inside.
Hello you wooden match. Hello the light you provide.
You keep me warm. you keep me safe.
You know that darkness isn't good,
but nothing lasts forever.
You're only two inches of flammable wood.
And when the sun comes back, there won't be any lack
of lumination in any way.
But on the other hand, I'll never
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