Watching the chirping of the birds in the morn..
Chuckling and wandering around,
I never thought,
How blessed I am..
Walking all over freely and independently,
Taking calm breathes in the fresh air,
But never noticed..
Now when being far...
Far enough from all thou...
I realize,
I never live in the present,
Regretting the past and scared from the future.
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