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I remember a bow, an arch of light,

but wherever I look, there’s no arrow in sight.

Now that I’ve searched all colours of life,

I can connect, the day and the night.

And still I recognize one and the same,

like the rainbow between the sun and the rain.

So if you find an arrow,

point it at me

and I’ll send you the bow,

together we’re free.


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