The light is so bright,
Calling you,
Reaching you,
Giving you light,
To see.
To see things,
In which can't be seen in the dark,
The darkness.
It's so cold and lonely,
You need someone,
Something,
To bring you back.
Back where it's warm and there's light,
But who's the light,
Where's the light,
What's the light?
The light is not just some tool,
The light is inside of us,
It's up to us to share that light,
To get rid of the darkness,
That might lie itself in someone,
Destroying their light.
So tonight,
It should be bright,
With all this light.. Inside,
So let it glow and show,
Others the way to go.
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