I, the Guiding Hand
influencing what you think
can’t seem to resist

Don’t you understand
there’s no flash, no magic trick
you were always this

Bathe inside the light
flickering, a moth will die
if it gets too close

But I’ll make it right
[——-] here to hold you tight
Who do you trust most…?

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