Once you have seen the light,

Darkness loses its charm.

When you touch the stars,

Moon doesn’t seem afar.

If you know the truth,

The lie is no longer blissful.

And where the start meets an end,

To new heights, your soul might ascend.

What are you afraid of, then?

The light, the stars, or the truth?

Perhaps, the fear of something

Ending

Is what keeps you tethered

To this plane.

But what is gain

Without some loss?

Come into the light,

Reach the stars,

Uncover harsh truths of life,

And when you’re at the end of the race,

At peace, you will leave with grace.

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