Life is always nice
when there is tranquility
and crisp fresh air after a rain
to breath in again and again
until my lungs
are about to burst
with a satisfying thirst for life
I drink in the colors
that this world pours out
and smile for a moment
no doubt

Birds singing in trees
and a squirrel who waits for me
to feed it peanuts

Mirror images
war's a synonym of hate
often deflected

A deer at a stream
leaning in to take a sip
then leaping away

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If only the dream
could become reality
then we would have wings

Take this blank canvas
and make it your masterpiece
with pops of color

Totally unreal
the monetary system
that enslaves the world