The Frog Question

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How does it feel to be,
Breathing on top of the world?
To know everything and see,
Flying so freely like a bird.
What beauty emits on those eyes,
As you go to your everyday mile?
Could a fortune in there lies,
Worthy of that one and only smile?
It's strange when all were struggling,
In that vast sky your all aiming.
It looks to me as though in mingling,
Although in pain you are all growing.
But I know so very little so I find it hard to tell,
What a heaven looks like outside this well.

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