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I was ambling through the meadows, Basking in the sense of freedom, Concious of all my senses And rejoicing in my own little kingdom. Taking in the dazzling view I had in front of my very own eyes, The sun was rising with its usual elegant decorum. A flock of colorful birds that were flying carelessly, without aim. It amazed me how peaceful seemed those creatures, Knowing no danger would come to them. I admired the graceful flowers, blooming with their regular charm. The tree leaves, glistening with the sunbeam, and moving softly with the caress of a wind that appeared out of whim. The lovely cottages, With even lovelier people living inside them. The thought of staying forever on those fields Made my face glow with delirium, But I knew deep down those were nothing but illusions, And I couldn't even fathom That that little bubble to which I'd given form with my consistent endeavors, could burst without any previous inform. But of course, when I looked up to the skies, I already felt that refuge of mine facing its inevitable doom. The wind's blows were no longer gentle caresses, What once were misty rose clouds were now dim, gloomy figures that were turning into greyish hues. A forceful hurricane started to lo