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...
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