I don't no why
The sun is gray,
And the blue sky
Won't ever stay;
The morning's high
When shadows gae,
And time does fly
Just away glisse.
I have no peace
Inside of me,
Minds' broderies
Act and agree;
Amphigories
Lives expletive,
Each adoptees
In abc.
My love's a song
With nights and days,
That moves along
And never stays;
The weak and strong
Which interplays,
The yin and yang
To future gaze.
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