I woke up one morning and I refused all -
the blue of the Sky,
the coldness of Earth,
the Dark and the Light,
the Light and the Dark,
the breath of the Air
and even my Soul...
Why should I live? Why should I die?
Why all this happens to lye?!
Too many whys, too many things -
Couldn't be simpler than this?
Shouldn't be just... just you and me,
a piece of the sky,
a bit of the earth,
two blades of green,
and a flower in spin?
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