The little things that make life great.
Small ExtravaganceLetting a candle burn for no other reason
than the fact that I enjoy letting it burn
Catching it from the corner of my eye
as I read,
that shivering light grown shorter,
as page turns after page, the waste
is a comfort for me somehow,
a small extravagance
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