Was war es für dich, diese Zeile zu schreiben: 'with no way back, she could only wish to share her insight'? Das hängt mir nach.
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Have you wondered what if you just get the next thing you desire? Have you thought what would be the consequences of longing for too much?
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Was war es für dich, diese Zeile zu schreiben: 'with no way back, she could only wish to share her insight'? Das hängt mir nach.
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A little daisy in the breeze,
nodding her head lazily in sunbeams,
she wondered what if ...
while dozing off into dreams
Lifting sweet little face,
with friends in the crowded space,
she asked herself with pitied little voice,
am I just an unnamed and unknown case
Falling asleep again, with a deep sigh to seize,
she saw wonderful wings of birds in a daze,
how perfect the world would be if she could just soar …
so she did, with blessing of winds into the vast space
Turmoils of wind and turbid air, back to consciousness in a satire,
wondering where about,
with foggy mind and opaque thoughts,
she hang her fragile little head to chest adhere
Wind was strong to fight against,
it felt so wonderful to fly in a haste,
when tiredness kicked in with lack of cheering,
she looked at the eagles around with distaste
Maybe going higher would see better,
the next she reached was the sun without wonder,
watching all things below became only desire,
her little petals turned into millions of beams in shatter
Up high in the empty zones of light,
she felt loneliness never folded up so tight,
maybe that wasn’t really the dream she wanted,
alone seeing the world of different deeds and needs, but,
with no way back, she could only wish to share her insight
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Já cheguei a desejar tanto que acabei perdendo,
Então aprendi, mantenha - se neutro
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Die Daisy will immer höher und verliert dabei alles. War das beim Schreiben für dich spürbar - dieses Leid im Streben?
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Was war es für dich, diese Zeile zu schreiben: 'with no way back, she could only wish to share her insight'? Das hängt mir nach.
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