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What is your favorite thing about earth?
Living on a ship
And reading a book at night in a little berth,
Although in a storm I may be on the verge of death,
I can still feel the frosty water on my face.
Listen to music,
Which will finally take me to a dream place,
Maybe far from Earth, in... deep space,
Where I can leave my trace.
Or jump into the whirlpool of dreams,
On which the remnants of my life will be based.
Catch a moment on the street,
Moment, which was in my mind beautifully encased.
Little children are running around me
With a big smile on their face and happily graced.
I want to feel life with childish joy too,
So my heart stopped pounding, when the voice was heard: BOO!
Noticed over the edge of my balcony flying a cuckoo,
Feel like the bird wanted me to have wings and bump into... you.
But I said goodbye with a little smile
And continued to dream away from it, one mile.
And other cities,
To me, it's like different people's deities.
Putting a window in a moving car, that drives me far,
I put my hand out the window and feel the cold wind,
Smile at myself, as if I don't want my happiness to be noticed by anyone,
But the Earth also smiles to itself,
Like it fell in love with the sun.
I have compiled a playlist with friends to make some fun
And car is shaking like want from us to run.
Sitting on a plane, not in business class,
Feel like a flying angel, when I look through clear glass.
I know I'm going to a new world,
So I'm not even scared about turbulent zone.
I love, when people ask me question, not like trappy:
"My darling, are you happy?"
"Life is too short to feel bad".
I always try to make proud my mom and dad.
Walk and see a decent child,
Helping an old grandma to carry a bag,
I think in my mind: "That's what I call the life flag".
Your labour is look alike... perfect.
Like the landscape painted in front of me,
Which in my mind I can always see.
In the evening, the whole family sits around the table together,
No matter what it's like outside the weather.
They laugh at each other
And reminisce about sweet memories.
These memories will last for centuries...
Discovering the treasure like Monte Cristo,
When life changes only in a second,
People come to you and greet you with beckon.
Read all about the history kings,
How chivalrously they wore their rings.
The one at your window gentlemanly sings,
Wants you two in the future to be like Mr. and Mrs. Bings.
I don't know what life would brings....
These are a few of my favorite things.
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