Trade ( in Europe before renaissance )
Tiring and tedious work to do:
Roaming around all places new,
Adventure every day to enjoy.
Dreaming to go back home again,
Ere sundown, else suffer pain!
Tommorow
The past is deep with crimson fire's hue. Of ruby tinted rays of joy, is one more modest, one more quiet, odd and blue. Obtained it was from all the nasty tongues. Repeat, not ever, those cruel words of yours; Remove that long hatred from within, Observe tomorrow's glowing amber cheers, Which marks the unity for coming years.
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