If there was ever a time when all seemed grim,
When it grew dark and the night felt cold,
When seeing no longer matter because all seemed like chaos,
What if there was a light that you did not see,
Something that would steal the very air from your lungs,
And give you the life and fulfill the fantasy of your life,
Bring down the light in which you speak,
And all that seemed dark and grim will be no more
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