| Taking
it in.
Unbelievable
Hard to grasp
The beauty.
Wind softly blowing through the leaves
Alone. A bird chirps, a whistle.
How would it have been?
If all the fences, all the buildings
disappeared.
A cricket chirps
Opening my ears
My eyes
My self
The clouds move slowly above
A soft wind blows them
Traveling to lands
Unknown.
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