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Painted in colors
With a piece of a puzzle in my hand
I was walking through unknown land
Thinking it was just a part of lost
Live is forgotten. What was it cost?
I tried to leave it, to throw away
But I kept finding it later again
It didn't want to go, I was subdued
I accepted it mine for bad or good
With time colors on it became brighter
Like a muse speaks to its writer
It was telling me, screaming so loud
But words still could not be found
And one day awoken with the light
I stood up not being able to hide
The bright play on colors in my soul
I took that piece of colors and fall
Our colors entwined to be the one
Dim landscape of the world was gone
Seeing the road opened to invite
I walked holding tight my inner guide
Stepping close to the edge of the world
Not knowing that my life was on hold
I've found your soul among others
Rest were gray, yours - painted in colors
I was walking through unknown land
Thinking it was just a part of lost
Live is forgotten. What was it cost?
I tried to leave it, to throw away
But I kept finding it later again
It didn't want to go, I was subdued
I accepted it mine for bad or good
With time colors on it became brighter
Like a muse speaks to its writer
It was telling me, screaming so loud
But words still could not be found
And one day awoken with the light
I stood up not being able to hide
The bright play on colors in my soul
I took that piece of colors and fall
Our colors entwined to be the one
Dim landscape of the world was gone
Seeing the road opened to invite
I walked holding tight my inner guide
Stepping close to the edge of the world
Not knowing that my life was on hold
I've found your soul among others
Rest were gray, yours - painted in colors
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