An ordinary day, you're running slowly, the sun's using the color palette.
The body, step by step is breaking but your mind is full of happiness,
The dry field paints your shoes, the worshiped horizon dreams lives
There, far away, a small hill invited you to love field and seas and people
Here, a lived time showed you row and dreamed hugs fled but impressed
Fifteen minutes later the blackened lands announce a devote body to loved
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