without a brush
without a pen
just a bare hand
in the world of fantasy
flying to the highest point of happiness
Drawing a planet of fairy tales
in my hands I can see it all
playing around the flowers opening around
swimming into space
where galaxies seems too small
for my life is like a big universe
feeling like a shooting star
flying so high
shining all around
make all shapes
the sky is my paint yard
the moon is my ink and shard
a touch of an angel is once made
with the greatness all came
finally giving a smile
that will be kept forever and ever :):)
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