Discrete are our tone, odds are our hue
White is your color, mine is blue
Countless are your buddies but I have few
Humdrum I am, exhilarating are you
Castle is your home and I live in due
Omniscient you are, where I can’t even get a clue
Whole world know that is true
But should they be only reason, I not loved by you????
Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 9:25 PM UTC
Discrete are our tone, odds are our hue
White is your color, mine is blue
Countless are your buddies but I have few
Humdrum I am, exhilarating are you
Castle is your home and I live in due
Omniscient you are, where I can’t even get a clue
Whole world know that is true
But should they be only reason, I not loved by you????
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