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bright lights
I had a title about bright lights,
It sat here alone for days and nights,
No words to keep it company,
No thoughts to let it ponder.
Why did it shine into my mind,
What did it make me wonder?
How can we retrieve what was lost,
Or what was torn asunder?
Maybe these lights were guides,
Lamps leading to other lives,
Illuminating the paths less traveled.
The bright lights seem so dim,
But maybe our eyes are tired,
Maybe we need to be energized,
The engines in our hearts fired.
When the lights shine bright,
With our hearts on fire,
I wonder what kind of adventures will transpire....
