Reflections

This world of yours

I don’t want to live in this world of yours. I don’t want to live around such people.

Make me a tree.
Make me a flower that lives only for a day.
Make me a cloud.
Make me a bird that can’t understand humans.

I don’t want to live in such a world of yours.

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