I see the lights,
bright and brilliant,
they lit my path,
till the horizon.
I don't like the lights,
they put the end in my view,
It makes me struggle,
My destination gets renewed.
I hate the lights,
they are bright and brilliant.
It makes me feel incompetent,
It makes my life seem surreal.
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