The poem is a tale of Aladdin and Genie. The poem is a tale of Aladdin and Genie.

Those words just remain out of my reach, I’m reaching out but grasping nothing. Those words just remain out of my reach, I’m reaching out but grasping nothing.

The Sun rises and again and I am in the real world. The Sun rises and again and I am in the real world.

Created things are better than uncreated things. Created things are better than uncreated things.