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Aug 2016
They ask for a chance to look at the world with naked eyes
The world filled with beautiful things like cloudless skies
The way how clouds play games with the mighty sun
Who throws away its powerful beams to give them a fun

That was the summer where flowers bloom and decorate the world
Where boys fall in love with gorgeous girls with hair that is curled
Flowers falling down the way how trees show their proud
The uppest branch full of flowers likes to kiss the cloud

When warm breeze touches the skin comes a sweet feeling
All the wounded souls to recover, it's like a healing
Everywhere randezvous with roses for lovers
All are nice and feel like heaven but whose all powers

Let me know the composer of music I've overheard
Is it the tiny little nightingale nature's music bird?
Honour of the opera fascinating also goes to her
Who sang the long opera for her crush,Oh!my sir!

Feel the freedom of running on the greenish grass
While the sun beams kiss your skin and reveal the brass
Get the chance to touch the leaves with naked foot
Oh! The funny sound when you go through the wind and it really suit
May
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