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| A candle is but a simple thing |
It starts with just a bit of string Yet dipped and dipped with patient hand It gathers wax upon the strand Until complete and snowy white It gives at last a lovely light Life seems so like that bit of string Each deed we do a simple thing Yet day by day if on life's strand We work with patient heart and hand It gathers joy, makes dark days bright And gives at last a lovely light |