I set out to cross the world
See all the wonders it has
And find the city of my dreams
The city which is perfect for me
I set out to cross the seven seas
See all the colours of waters
And seek to find something unique
something no one has discovered
I set out to fly across the sky
to see clouds in shapes
and to find the shape for me
The shape I created whilst the clouds
But whenever I try to search
the city of my dreams, a unique treasure, the perfect shape
I know the path is everlasting, so I
Set I out on a journey with no end25721
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