Poetic-Verses
Vision of time
As the Indian filled the way of drums to play
a heart of words of wisdom of thought
glory to be the beauty we see like a Queen
move the day in the distance light of many shining
stars vision of a mountain and me on a long
road somewhere
a heart of words of wisdom of thought
glory to be the beauty we see like a Queen
move the day in the distance light of many shining
stars vision of a mountain and me on a long
road somewhere
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Vision of time
Vision of time