A Blinding Lighthouse
A Tale of Anima Projection
Her smile, her passion
Radiates like the light of a lighthouse
Calling me forth
Beckoning me towards my destiny
But what is this destiny?
No matter, it comes and goes
Like the tides
It comes and goes
Like the times
But her smile, her smile
It stays with me
Her smile makes me smile
And for that
She stays in my heart
Without knowing, she saved me
Words do no justice
For why that is so
And that is beautiful....
But behold young traveler
You must come to
The sirens you project
Are all creations from you
In your fantasizing
You fail to see the truth
You're heading for the rocks
All because of You
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