By siting on the frustration tree
Which is full of grievous leafs
A sad face capture by thee
I flew away for blissful see.
I'm far from this spectre tree
Which can't give me to free
Always with a deep depression
Taint child the tree fertilisation.
The tree spread poison on my body
Which killed my children of happy
Now I'm free from his greedy
Which always pull me to beget noisy.
With a great happiness feelings
Now I'm free from anythings
I flew on the sky to serching
Where I endow my inner cooling.
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