We journey in the land of darkness
Like ships that pass in the night
But on some rare occasions
We see someone else's light
Someone whose light is greater
That cannot be contained
Creating an aura around them
That cannot be explained
It is such a great joy to see it
This beacon of pure, perfect light
In the midst of the land of darkness
It is such a beautiful sight
And as always, as always
As always not once in a while
The joy of that perfect moment
As always make me smile.
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