One day on Earth
I would ask for a meeting with my favorite things.
I would look at my life from now till birth,
As if playing soft music on unusual strings.
I would look at the sky with its excellent blue
And white fluffy clouds looking like brothers.
They would seem so peaceful, they would slowly move,
By easily pushing and hurrying each other.
I would spread my arms and just breathe in full
On the colorful meadow with its buzzing sound.
As for getting unique and forceful fuel,
I would press my cheek to the gentle ground...
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