Outshined Light
The sun spreads its light, while the moon is at his height and uptight,
But the moon can’t bear the light, so the sun takes over his high height,
And yet you sit in your room, regretting why it wasn't your stage last night.
You're outshined once again, so you close your curtains to stay out of sight.
Now shadows created by a single candle are going to be your audience for tonight,
Don't rush the night, because it's not yet your time to spread your own light.
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