I don’t know about that light.
Clean it seems, quite warm and bright,
Joy enclosed in a single sight, it seems to me.

Will you not say what you see
Within the envelope of that light?
Do you see similar to me?

Or is what I see individual to me?
Am I alone in what I see?
Please tell me what you see?

If not, say nothing to me.
How can you understand me,
If you do not see the same as me?

Yet I fear you ignoring me.
I need to tell you what I see;
You are after all, all I have of me.


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