Mysterious nature forgets its own corners and loses its way in my eyes, as it seems. Some problems may be the new ones or the former. Let′s see and consider reality′s things! My own dreams persist with no small sign of changing, and I can glide smoothly through language and speech. But it feels as if my own soul′s wings are aging. What are the achievements that I long to reach? Wise birds are melodious, making us happy. But clouds in the sky break up my major mode. It′s clear that the minor key is never helpful and cannot create any wonderful ode. I seek good support for my heart and my essence. My way is authentic and inmost of all. Inventions and insights discover their presence and give me true programs, which I can install. All goodness and beauty, aesthetic and ethic, life, nature, and magic forever enchant. Fresh rhymes are poetic and strongly magnetic. God gave us our birth as our musical chance. | 
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