Lights
Here I am, what do you thinkmy life is no open book
You see some light that you
have made.
It speaks to me with no words
what is this I see?
another light, is it for me
You show me the way,
and how to just be me.
the light of happiness
with-in me.
You tell me the truth
and I do the same
Our light will cross someday
and the truth will remain
in our lights and lives.
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