The Pulchritudinous Traveller

– Serpentine Soul

Dawn of the day
Leaves of autumn yellow and brown
Cracking somewhere far away
The traveller moved on

Time turned around
Leaves came back to life
With dreams new found
Waiting for spring to arrive

Oblivious they were still naive
The traveller moved on

A new season had begun
To rejoice under the sun
but love there was none
The traveller moved on

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