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a piece of morning beauty
Monday, August 30, 2010

"I have to write about this!" -was the first thing that came to my mind when I heard the song of the birds. It was around 6 a.m., give or take a few minutes. 
 I was thinking about a lot of things at the same time, my head was just about to explode when my thoughts were insolently teared and replaced by others. One moment I was on Earth trying to deal with my problems, the next moment  my mind was flying on a cold morning, listening to the beautiful melody.
 It was an amazing bird songs in the so dull city I have to live in. Once I heard it all the boredom I've been living in went away. Everything went away and a few seconds later, by mistake, I created the most beautiful illusion I could. I was totally stolen by my fantasy that I even couldn't remember a thing from real life. I just dived in the world I've painted just like painters draw their beautiful pictures.
 I was no more laying on my bed in my PJs at 6 in the morning. I was dressed in a soft pink skirt and a sky blue top. I looked up and realised I was on a glade. It was the most beautiful one I've ever seen! It looked like those from cartoons, pretty much in "Alice in Wonderland" style. But my name wasn't Alice and there were no rabbits in a hurry around. Though, I was amazed by....everything! There were big trees which have unfolded their braches majestically. Sorry I've forgotten to mention but it was sunny which made my illusion more amazing. And the colours...they were as stolen from a big LCD TV. There was also a sea of flowers. Stunned by all the beauty I sat under the big shadow of a tree.
 Then I heard the bird song again. I turned right and saw them - the little blue birds. They were like circling something so I got closer to see. And I saw words carved in the tree.The fire I was trying to put off so hard, started burning again. I didn't fight with it, I just got lost in the memories of the time when there was just "You and I"

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