love the gift
I have been given eyes to see
Through the depths of immortalitly
We cross ancient paths we cross ancient lakes
In the darkest dispear where no sunrise breaks
Where roaming through the black of skies
Brings pain yet wisdom through my eyes
Every beautiful soul has had a valley to cross
Some marched on, some got lost
Even in the wretched hole I see
the aura of colours that shine on me
the shifting dark sky starts to break
colourless lost souls begin to shake
a rainbow of colour catch all that fall
Love is the greatest gift of all
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