lightbulb
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Like a light bulb I sit wondering. When will I shine?
When will you see this light that's been trapped inside?
There's a song that I sing, a melodic step.
A ryhthmic groove, a feeling I get.
Glistens so bright and is a foolproof way to see through the night.
Hangs casually off many and there are plenty around, be wary of touching it.
Without it, we resort to our primitive age.
