The light

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The sun is just a ray of warmth, the moon is just the aspect of life, the darkness is what leads us, the brightness is what guides us, without the light we're left in the dark, without the dark we're blinded by the light, without either we're left with sorrow, we're the flowers that bloom through the night, thou knows the devil and thou knows his deeds, thou isn't who we need to be, The poems flow through like a vessel that leads through the water it grows and through the light it shines, The ship shall wreck for the people to see the wickedness is at the lead whilst thou is stuck in the mist of greed, Thou has sorrows and is in need whilst seeing the ship sink away into abyss for no one to find the truth that's seen inside the darkness you shall find the truth that's concealed, It can't be hidden no longer but thou shall find the no one that lies beyond the devils door.

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