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Dovan Rai


2007 rhymes

This new year eve,
I realized my heart growing cold,
with cynicism : an adult infection.

Trapped in this adult world,
so grey and so cold,

I longed for the old days,
when the sky is clear blue and grass is naïve green,
rainbows are purely colorful,
snails are innocently fascinating, and I am always cheerful.

Oh ! only if I could borrow a bit of this childhood heaven
in this new year 2007 !!