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In Search of Hue
In search of hue That departed my grey shadow, and headed towards a grave which's long due. There's someone powerful visible Like you. Enjoying the land of deads, Aren't you through? I continued to row, In search of cascading fountains of truth, To replenish my arid aura whilst streaming through the oceans, That's swirling with lies and truth. I am following it, Destroyed and withered, Because it will take me, To an aurora that once shimmered. With a scattered soul, that longs for the orange glory of the light, to weave me in it’s glistening dew, And snowflakes of boundless delight. I am still rowing, In a myriad of tints, My under-toned emotions Floating in an infinite stream. I must revive them. The symphonies and hollow chimes, That sparkles my dark brown eyes, While playing a choir in my heart, In order to regain my trust. Now, I must run. To catch the wilderness, Lost in a conjured boulevard, Of falsehood and fairy tales. I must open the door to my soul, Locked by an empty spell Before it freezes my bosoms, In a timeless well.
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