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May I ask you a question love
will you answer truthfully?
That of this world I cannot see
What be colours pray
How do they dazzle thee?
I hear they speak of feelings
Tell me of the cities you’ve seen
The roads you’ve travelled
and the seasons you’ve felt
Pray tell me about the world
So through your eyes I can breathe
a new image to this place of my wandering.