The moment I first understood the noise of nature,
I realized that I had not lived before.
It turns out that my melancholy was not from bad weather.
I was just hurting myself therefore.
All the time at home: day and night.
Only with my feelings i was along.
And as if I am torn completely right.
I am now broken strong.
My journey is long and friendless.
But I am on the path of self- understanding.
Me or life?! Which one of us is ruthless?
Or maybe I wouldn't be like that loving?
There was not a sound in my normal days.
In my quiet house was no one there.
and the door didn't feel a knock in my space.
And it was like I was in the middle of nowhere.
I felt only nature...
and breathed in fresh air.
That's the only way I learned my free adventure.
And I fell asleep like a sweet dream.
The connection between nature and man
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