If such a thing exists as a force of good
Does it surround itself with beautiful spirits?
A rainbow filled chandelier
Coloring the benign
Is that why it pulled you to him?
The unbridled finally bridled.
Did the clouds part ways
For your beam of light?
Are you there now,
Contibuting to the greater good?
A favorite shade of purple
Lightening the skies
Giving image to the word
Alone
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