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“There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.”- Carl Jung

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Poetic Interlude – Candles

Seemed appropriate to match my mood this evening … Candles by Constantine P Cavafy :

The days of the future stand in front of us

Like a line of candles all alight—-

Golden and warm and lively little candles.

The days that are past are left behind,

A mournful row of candles that are out;

The nearer ones are still smoking,

Candles cold, and melted, candles bent.,

I don’t want to see them; their shapes hurt me,

It hurts me to remember the light of them at first.

I look before me at my lighted candles,

I don’t want to turn around and see with horror

How quickly the dark line is lengthening,

How quickly the candles multiply that have been put out.

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