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Pink Horizon
Day sank in horizon of pink Orange, the hue that ought be shed For the old thirst I sing, enliven sorrow at the dark brink Each passage of emphasis ended beyond my black head Needless to be confined by the curve of my sooty pinata Orange, the hue that ought be shed I, no longer restrict the revelations in strata Stigma delves the latched passion which roared in fraction Needless to be confined by the curve of my sooty pinata New world offers the meadow of satisfaction Once more, I crawl into the vivid sense Stigma delves the latched passion which roars in fraction Once tedium took the throne of innocence Misled in attitude, escaped to the forest of razzle-dazzle Once more, I crawl into the vivid sense Asleep in a hush of knotty puzzle Misled in attitude, escaped to the forest of razzle-dazzle Day sank in horizon of pink For the old thirst I sing, enliven sorrow at the dark brink
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