Life is an everlasting fire
just swaying to and fro,

it has no place to travel, nor no place to go.

Death is a burned-out candle,
it has had its time,

and its burning light of life will no longer shine.

Love is light rain,

it sprinkles pain here and there,

but around it a rainbow shines that will leave you no despair.

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