You're always in good light
The distance is a world away
And still you can incite
A gem, a needle
Hay in my hair
I'm over here
and you're over there
Pounding a way out
From years of holding in
Convince myself, you'll never know
To rise above the din
The closer I look
The less I want to know
Try to crush the spells allure
Instead, I watch it grow
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