As if I can see something new,
I was in the forest again,
As if I can feel something new,
I was so very excited to sit on wet meadow,
As if I can hear something new,
I was listening to leaves,
As if I can say something new,
My hand was trying
To dance quick to sketch,
To write down beauty eyes catch,
The light of accessible,
Delight of powerful possible...
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