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Wandering hues..
I wander thy what seeks mind,
Is it love divine or sanity of the grave shrine,
As gloss and glints waver me in silhouettes of vitality,
Still, a vagabond dream spills its legacy,
Oh, human thy me,...
Is it love divine or sanity of the grave shrine,
As gloss and glints waver me in silhouettes of vitality,
Still, a vagabond dream spills its legacy,
Oh, human thy me,...
