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The Wandering dog
Along the narrow path.
There lies the silver stone,
But then I see the golden sun.
Upon the horizon it shines,
The yellow bricks glisten.
As I walk along the path,
Which one do I choose?
Which way is right, I...
There lies the silver stone,
But then I see the golden sun.
Upon the horizon it shines,
The yellow bricks glisten.
As I walk along the path,
Which one do I choose?
Which way is right, I...
