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A day when sunshine treads on earth..

A day when I would walk aimlessly, insouciantly.

The day I would be in the arms of the sunshine...

My thoughts flowing like a subnivean stream...

The heart beat's rhythm, like the melodies in the season of primaveral...

Like the song of a thousand Songbirds, harmoniously sweet..

I would wish...
Wish that all of this wasn't ephemeral, like the journey of a light feather, in the uncertain dance of blowing winds.

It would be that day..

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