Tho, the daylight is dim,
Many worlds sit still,
Snoozing, thinking, working.
Other just nothing
To powerful, to open, who does not truly understands
Many won’t get a chance
But when they do, many will fail to the dim light
Life won’t be the same.
Once someone understands the dim light.
Truly it isn’t a dim light
A key to unlock something
Isn’t a dream?
Not a thing
A perfect way of life
Waiting to come out of its shell
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