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Slight Of Pen
Light-Less Bulb

Screwed into this world
With a push I sparked to life
Warming up I grew in strength
Hot to the touch, but I did my duty
I always stayed within the limits
Peers constantly matched my efforts
No control over my life
I attracted many insects
As time grew on I flickered
Finally my energy expired
Broken physically, I was dead
And in death, I was finally unscrewed