Dream of Dreams
I was born pure and free
Every passing birthday celebrates my perfect genes
It's not certain when things changed
I feel the growing pain
my lungs are filled with sooty particles
and brain lives in a death mansion
Drowning in studies
is the killing of my intelligence
If somehow I were reborn in outer space
I'd create Martian laws, forget the earth's
The world is craving for endless wealth
Only I miss the trees
Memories of the thriving junipers in the far woods
Are they still alive today?
In dreams i manufactured magical roses
I used them to clean the carbon prints behind humans
It's a comfort to my soul
to relieve the fear of seeing a garden without leaves
I labored hard for my wish to come true
Just for a green future can still be seen
without wearing green glasses
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