O Thought,
Do not say that Life is meaningless!
A little sparrow flew down,
Moved around on the grass,
Picked a few bits of I don’t know what,
And flew away:
Free from your judgements,
For a few moments
I watched the little bird,
And I saw that it was astonishing,
It was happy and simple,
It was beautiful.
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