Outside I walk
who am i, what am i?
Yellow. The days, the sun
green, like the little luck.
Dreams fold and like birds
let them sail through the air
talk to the forest ...
Where are you?
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Outside I walk
who am i, what am i?
Yellow. The days, the sun
green, like the little luck.
Dreams fold and like birds
let them sail through the air
talk to the forest ...
Where are you?