new candle
A long time ago, I was a teacher,
I walked into a tiny chapel,
I lit a candle so that a student could have her Baccalaureate,
She was of age, we were sharing some light,
Unfortunately, she didn’t get her exam,
every time I pass this chapel
I’m thinking of her, light a new candle.
We cannot forget ourselves.
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