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Changing myself
What happen today to me?
I saw a little bird on a tree,
That makes me sit in the corner,
Of the house also of the heart,
It was strange but I was engage,
To experience the windy eve,
To watch the hide and seek,
Of children of my colony,
A greatful melody,
I was sitting on a chair to write a page,
This feeling make my Brain hurdle,
And commanded to cross the cage,
I was like "Cage!!!"
I became a strange savage,
The bird on the tree,
Reminded me of free,
I told my brain,
Do not try to let everything drain,
It was a wonderful eve,
It show me the deep,
Of nature,
Also I leeped,
My own nature,
I became free but not like that bird on the tree,
Its getting dark and black,
And I am lifting my pen with fullstop and last strap.
I saw a little bird on a tree,
That makes me sit in the corner,
Of the house also of the heart,
It was strange but I was engage,
To experience the windy eve,
To watch the hide and seek,
Of children of my colony,
A greatful melody,
I was sitting on a chair to write a page,
This feeling make my Brain hurdle,
And commanded to cross the cage,
I was like "Cage!!!"
I became a strange savage,
The bird on the tree,
Reminded me of free,
I told my brain,
Do not try to let everything drain,
It was a wonderful eve,
It show me the deep,
Of nature,
Also I leeped,
My own nature,
I became free but not like that bird on the tree,
Its getting dark and black,
And I am lifting my pen with fullstop and last strap.
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