The child ran where the lights met
he ran till his heart went
The joy of love took him to paradise
new and old
The years and the season of love
gave birth to jealousy,
The child was a man now
His run to paradise was long now
and often he could never reach them
The subject born out of love - this jealousy
denied the man his paradise
which was so easy when he was a child
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