WANDERER
Flower, such a
Bautiful star
Blooms and brightens
And sprinkle above
Like a wanderer search
For something to touch.
But near to see
And far to touch.
Like a tree on top
Of the face of the sun;
Who watch and give
His hotest love.
It is his way
To touch the clouds
For once
He was a child
And now a face of a
Wild wolf was seen on him
Ful of courage
And fulfillments.
Bautiful star
Blooms and brightens
And sprinkle above
Like a wanderer search
For something to touch.
But near to see
And far to touch.
Like a tree on top
Of the face of the sun;
Who watch and give
His hotest love.
It is his way
To touch the clouds
For once
He was a child
And now a face of a
Wild wolf was seen on him
Ful of courage
And fulfillments.
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