I look around to see the world in different shades, shapes, and colors
At first sight I thought I was in a Fairy tale or a dream
"No, no, no! This can't be reality, i've seen this world before
And this is not how it looked."
But really there was no point
I have finally learned how to look at life from the deepest side
I'm no longer a prisoner of the past
I can see it through my mind, heart, and soul
I feel like a melting river in spring
I feel like an ebullient child waiting for my ice cream cone
I'm trying to find the perfect word to describe her
Happiness! Happiness!
Or is this just a fake, false feeling like many times before?
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