I see the white in the eye I see the black in the soul I see a temple between the trees I see a tower in many colours Catch me if I fall down amongst the people We are no longer loved here I see good in evil I see the golden core I see a room with naked walls I see a man with many arms We are no longer loved here
Reason for writing:
"Seigmen"
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