A window of light,
Shines so bright,
Through the minds of one,
One so plight,
But that one so plight,
Cannot have sight,
For sight is there,
Through all the night,
Can one so plight?
Believe in right?
If right is wrong?
And wrong is right?
For that window of light,
That shines so bright,
Can have more than one insight,
Because that insight is shoved,
Towards that one so plight,
Because that one so plight,
Has that window of light.
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