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Life as a garbage can
Night meditations can be the most productive
The feather can easily spin in the sky
Wipers can't cope with raindrops on the glass
Nothing can spoil the beauty. Even a bow
Cans of drinks on the shelves
Life can appear even out of nowhere
A bird of prey against the blue sky with its wings spread
What you can see in the Colosseum inside
Fantasies in fiction can lead far away
Finally you can tinker in the garden
I can smell it, I can smell it
A bird of prey against the blue sky with its wings spreadA bird of prey against the blue sky with its wings spread