The gypsy surrounded by sky
Will find the mirage she made believe
A drifter, alone in crimson veil
On her own, eyes lined with darkness
In a desert of beauty, looking for stillness
Free spirited and wandering by the fire of the night
Heart worn out
Melancholy wrinkles
But she continues to drifts away,
Chasing the horizon for summer sunrise
& there she drifts away.
With nowhere to go, nowhere to stay
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