go to the sea
listen to the waves
focus on the white foams
follow the sea gulls
ride a boat
see the colors of the fish
feed them with your hands
and feel
agility, and know
how the corals
breathe
inside the office
you are surrounded by venetian blinds
your light is the bulb
your sound is the beeping phones
you are beside a heap of papers
pile of books
your partner is the personal computer
you chat at noon
and wish for sleep too soon
inside sleep
run as fast as you can
chase your dreams
catch them
all.
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