In my loneness a chameleon, yess
I wait and watch with colorful traits
I pursue purple not blues
After all it's a circle of woes
In my alonesome, a rough diamond
Falling into a sophisticated emerald rod
A caterpillar going through metamorphosis
In a world obsessed with perfectionism
In my vision, an eagle above the heights
With heavy wings I span many miles
In my walk, a camel ribbed with white dunes
Beyond horizon treeless and goons;
Down the alley, I've heard
Up the valley, I've learned
Under blazing sun the camel still walks on...
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