THE CARAVAN OF THE GOLDEN TEAR
Distraught in its longing
To kiss the cheek,
The golden tear
Deserted the melancholy eye.
It belonged to none of them.
Only a frenzy of love
Kept its journey on.
To kiss the cheek,
The golden tear
Deserted the melancholy eye.
It belonged to none of them.
Only a frenzy of love
Kept its journey on.
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