Can’t be sure how many holes I’ve dug
I’m my own worst enemy, Iโve lost count
Although โ
My time isn’t the same as yours
I keep very different scores
My favorites aren’t like yours at all
And I am an old soul through and through
Is it all in my head?
My consciousness dances
A scenario or two prances across my mind
No one is waiting this time
I’m not waiting on anyone either
3 Candles Lit
Hereโs what they represent
Fires of possibility
Okay, it’s been a while but
Light it up, light it up!

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