Muse
Voices echoing in the wind
Blooming the flowers of spring
Singing upon my heart
My eternal delight
Raining with treasures
Wealthier than gold and silvers
Blessed I am to be
Had I followed paths set for me
Yet blessings are not what I seek
Throw them away I did with a single flick
Follow I did the life I'm seeking
Amid the voices in the wind
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