Under the light at the same time,
The next day the same place.
Have darkness of soul, unknown,
Have pride in the day next to your own.
Passes in pace through the lights,
White and blue, of the sky all a new.
What aside your pillow, below,
Dark may behold your past wind blow.
Each next to feel, support,
Of life with cuts and needs.
Lights and lights that lights,
A quest is full of dreams.
One steeped ahead and lost,
In the mirrors and shines of own.
Under the light of delights,
The shines of the surprise and sprite.
Where aspects become clear,
And the aims of life appear.
Under the lights, you are, here,
Where you admire yourself for you.
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