Tear
Tear is moonlight stone
No one knows where it comes from, where it goes...
It has its own home so called HOME
Where it keeps its tear stones
It has its own home so called HOME
Where it talks through the night to the stones
Tear is blue river
No one knows where it comes from, where it goes...
It has its own home so called HOME
Where it contemplates, longing for..." WHOLE"
Tear is rainbow
No one knows where it comes from, where it goes...
It has its own home so called HOME
Where it washes itself into colored stripes
Where it buries itself
Where it's blindfolded and will never see through the light...
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