Do I Act Blindly?
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A sweet home.
Surrounded with colourful flowering trees.
You coming out smiling.
What it is?
What it is?
Do I act blindly?
A home coming out from you
Getting wings flying away over the trees,
Over the river, over verdant forest,
Over the mountain...over the horizon...
On the ground shadow fallen.
You running after the shadow raising hands
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