Where am I to find those words,
to express my thoughts when I see,
those graceful, fully free birds,
soaring in the air, high above the trees...
Where am I to find those lines,
that capture the beauty of the sun,
a vivid, yet mysterious, ball that shines,
the source of all life that has begun...
Where am I to find the inspiration,
that will save me from this fixation...
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