• On the grownd in the black.
    Don't know were Iam at.
    I see a light .
    I will make it mine
    And hold it in my hands.
    It's warm inside.
    I think I'll hide.
    Noone will have my light.
    It is brighter now.
    I think I'll let it go.
    If it comes back I will know
    It want it to stay.
    It want it to hide.
    It want it to be mine.
    I think I'll hide inside.
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