On the wings of maybe

Going blind, with perfect vision.
The darkness, it’s all in your mind.
We will lose the sunset to avoid the night.
And I wonder if  the light  might burn right through us
or simply warm our toes.  

And though the course may change sometimes
Rivers always reach the sea.  

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