I found the love of
my life,
but he was far away.
I did not know about
earthly gray,
but how I would
wander far
upon the earthly
day.
Near and far I
wander here,
drifting far and
drifting near;
together I wander
until I am lost,
knowing what it is I
have cost.
All the while I
swing the breeze,
as the monkeys swim
in the trees.
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