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Description
Alone he watches the world unfold
Alone sitting in a world the colour and stability of dust
He in his suit of rainbows
His hair the tiny shimmers of lost colour you find in puddles
It is his eyes alone that hold the sky
And
His lips the waves
His smile is made of pearls and his skin of flowers petals
He is the lost son of Literature
He is Arts favourite daughter
His world was left in the dust forgotten by dreams but never by
Dreamers
Alone he will watch the world explode in His colour

Description
Alone he watches the world unfold
Alone sitting in a world the colour and stability of dust
He in his suit of rainbows
His hair the tiny shimmers of lost colour you find in puddles
It is his eyes alone that hold the sky
And
His lips the waves
His smile is made of pearls and his skin of flowers petals
He is the lost son of Literature
He is Arts favourite daughter
His world was left in the dust forgotten by dreams but never by
Dreamers
Alone he will watch the world explode in His colour