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Sometimes I wish I could,

I wish I could grab that,

grab that light at night.



That illuminating morsel,

that extraordinary moon...



My hand reaches up as it should

really can't be that bad

besides, it's only light



The world will shortly bestow,

The misery will end soon...



With my index and thumb

I pick at it, then,

grasp the gumball



I am not dreaming far from home

a closed hand I open it again

what to do with a lit ball...



swallowed by curiosity,

a cold freshness of powdered sugar...

Vanilla flavored saccharine...



Life can't be this rich and sweet,

If it is, let me know where we are,

I am seriously transgressing.