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Colors of the heart
My superstitious self makes me another face I do not know as far it's aspiration... It keeps for me the essence of all shades When double-faced fate - direction of the stages. They are just steps, just hard and narrow path When sequel of the way is colored rainbow's missing - The sadle of the skyes to give sincere heart Bright memory of eyes, bright history for wisdom.