No fruit
You can't stamp
Or sticker me up
I am free
To be something
Confusingly unboxed
Undefinable
What a wonder
To not know what and why
To be free to flow
With the breeze of every life
And let yourself
Be painted new
As the sky turns blue
And every moring
Be created anew
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