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Finding not
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Shadows of Footsteps Love is winging,
swiftly before me.
Going on,
with the sun.
Running after,
hopeful running.
Finding not,
finding not.
Here is beauty,
long sought after.
There is beauty,
fairer still.
Where's the beauty,
I run after.
Finding not,
finding not.
White seem gray,
gray seem black.
Are black and write,
yet the same.
Where is the truth,
I run after.
Finding not,
finding not.
I want to live,
not sitting still.
But free as a sail,
going where I will.
This is the life,
I run after.
Finding not,
finding not.
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