wounders of life
black and white
old and new
you can always turn ugly into beauty
mountins to wild life
walk into the wounders of the unknown
in every stone there is a magical life
you have to see to believe
open your eyes and see the world as you make it, not as it is
flat to rough
plan as day
old and new
you can always turn ugly into beauty
mountins to wild life
walk into the wounders of the unknown
in every stone there is a magical life
you have to see to believe
open your eyes and see the world as you make it, not as it is
flat to rough
plan as day
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