When You Go Deep Into a Wildland
When you walk deep into a wildland
Seeing butterflies dancing in flowers
It's chanting by flying you understand
Suchlike the angels touring in the clouds
You are romantic
While you saw a little newly born bird
Chasing by a bulky starving grey mouse
Your empathy soar bitterly into absurd
And blame the predator for no occults
You are benignant
You are romantic and you are benignant
You will surely be blessed by the land
*Good luck for being positively romantic and having concentrated empathy.
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