I would rather be movable
Than fixed monument
I would rather read stars
Than sleeping early evening
I would rather walk alone
Than staying in mute crowd
I would rather be star dust
Than ashes of bonfire
I would imagine before death
I'm the life rather being dead
I would write my name in space
On waves or page of life's fairytale
Than living under mud and rocks
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