Why is this world so mundane?
This boredom drives me insane.
Should I drink a magic potion,
To escape from this condition?
Isn’t there a world of fantasy,
Where I can be in every way, free?
I want to listen to the nightingale,
Whose song transports me to a fairy tale.
Lie beneath the sky in the lush green meadow,
Relishing everything nature has to show.
Be kissed by a misty breeze,
As I wade through the cool seas.
Entranced by the jasmine’s sweet scent,
My tranquil heart would feel content.
In this paradise I long to live,
Free from my world where I’m held captive.
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