I saw a girl, very stubborn
Egocentric with her self-willed mind
She is boring, she could be stimulated to the groups of living thing!
But again,
I can see her catching flies moving through the air
Grabbing materials for worship of life
And putting them together to complete an untidy puzzle:
to connect life with the phenomena of the physical world.
She is brilliant
She is a gift from nature to the distorted world:
She is my angel sister.
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