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You spoke to the moon you played with the flowers You were at the age that doesn't bring pain And the wind was a magician, the dew a goddess In the enchanted forest of your every idea Alchemy of bright lights in a vortex of floating colours in a futuristic style in which a beautiful face of a 3D smiling child camps, tenacious and fluid ink: double exposure