Season in valley and hunched person fumbling in mist, talking to itself
Where to look in?
Where to seek the path to get back?
Let me absorb vanity of being as far as tips of hair
To rise next day confessing error of own action and exempting from dispersed injury
Where to look in?
Where to seek the path to get back?
Let me absorb vanity of being as far as tips of hair
To rise next day confessing error of own action and exempting from dispersed injury
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