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Little birdy 🎶
Fly fast🎶
Acroos the ocean ... My past🎶
Easy, easy, easy come and go🎶
But past will catch you by the leg 🎶
🎶 Let's discover,
Let's uncover,
Let's recover from the tries🎶
Metamorphosis.
Every day, let's be someone new.
And every night, let the butterflies fly.
"All the books of the world full of thoughts and poems are nothing in comparison to a minute of sobbing, when feeling surges in waves, the soul feels itself profoundly and finds itself. Tears are the melting ice of snow. All angels are close to the crying person."
Hermann Hesse