Little light sweet and warm
Tell me the way back to source
Array of ray yellow in hue
Find me the path through this pinhole
Millions of miles away
Yellow light, playful but calm
Tell me you come which way
Little Light, you nascent self
Where you buy that warmth
Doors to doors, plenty keyholes
You travel across just everywhere
Little Light, behold my sight
It looks for you in dismay
It wants what not knowing
But the best it seeks is
For freedom, breaching
All that comes in your way
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