What a beautiful day
All the children go outside to play
They rustle the leaves
And shout with pleasure in the breeze
The Sun pierces through a cloud
Unvieling the field from it's shroud
From the branches robins tweet
Bees buzzing near the ground ensure a treat
But I'm not happy
I don't enjoy it
Not the sun, not the breeze, not the birds nor the leaves
For my heart
And my soul
My mind
And my life
They are taken














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By the way, I got the sketch. So, thank you for that too.
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