one drop of water is a distraction, thousands can change how we see
as we play the game hoping for a treat, someone is planning a trick
we each see the light in the darkness, but see it through our own window
we are too busy looking ahead to notice what is around us
to follow the crowd means that all you have become is part of the crowd
because we can see where we are headed, we think we know the future
we can be the light or we can reflect the light or live in darkness
a door we’ve passed through before can still hide puzzles we have yet to solve
when you hit a wall explore it; there is beauty to our barriers
what we have believed might not look familiar when conditions change
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