Thank you for comforting me.
My eyes were confused that day.
It was spring but felt like winter.
I guess we came a long way my friend.
'curiosity got the better of me, so I keep running.
Strange voice are saying, beauty comes with a price.
cynical exploiters,
hippies living in a fantasy world.
An ode to Protagoras.
Landscapes of Greece are sacred,
'that improbable country.
My eyes were confused that day.
It was spring but felt like winter.
I guess we came a long way my friend.
'curiosity got the better of me, so I keep running.
Strange voice are saying, beauty comes with a price.
cynical exploiters,
hippies living in a fantasy world.
An ode to Protagoras.
Landscapes of Greece are sacred,
'that improbable country.
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