In this world sublime,
Beauty is frozen in Time.
Above, the sky dazzles in light;
Below, the colours seem lost in white!
A new season I have come to find,
Warmth of the past leaving behind;
I wish to live this dream of old,
To walk strong on a less travelled road;
But why worry my love, why so blue?
When all my journeys end at you!
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