Enchanting
There's something big,
There's something bright,
There's something beautiful,
there's something enchanting,
it's three letters,
it's the sun,
it's fire,
it's a plannet,
When we get closer,
and even closer,
and keep going closer,
at the last minute we realise we're too close,
even if it's blinding,
even if it's hot,
even if it's enchanting,
doesn't mean it's good for us,
yet sometimes we can't stay away,
when danger calls,
some of us decides to follow,
it's enchanting,
it may be reckless,
it may be unsafe,
it may be unhealthy,
but it's enchanting
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