A silver slide among the blue white stars we judge in charm and memory of life. Birds feel their freedom of flying. We realize the truth. A nice imagery is drawn in this outstanding poem.
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A silver slide among the blue white stars we judge in charm and memory of life. Birds feel their freedom of flying. We realize the truth. A nice imagery is drawn in this outstanding poem.