Dawn time..., blue sky,
Clouds floating, parrots flying high
Jasmine smell coming from nearby
Following the stream, deviated in a wood, and I -
I took the pathway chasing purple butterfly...!
Lovely glimpse catches the eye....!
Breeze flowing my hairs, dancing, seems...... I could fly....!
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