He realized the fire in her eyes right then,
Was not the fire he thought was burning within.
When the candle blew out, no longer guiding her way,
She burned out too, now in a coffin she lay.
But really she's gone, where nobody knows,
The body means nothing from head to the toes.
The soul is what counts, if it really is there,
Whether you're Buddhist, Jewish, who really cares?
We'll all end up somewhere, with her we'll be,
When our fires are out, and no one can see.
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