I journey to the east
To the bright dawn
Misty or clear
There is a moment each day
The light reaches me
re-revealed
There are beings living
East of me
I imagine them always in full, hot sun.
I journey to the east
To the bright dawn
Misty or clear
There is a moment each day
The light reaches me
re-revealed
There are beings living
East of me
I imagine them always in full, hot sun.
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