Thoughts arrive in the meadow of my mind,
transported by impetuous world winds.
As highland spontaneous flowers:
varied, wild, beautiful;
will bloom suddenly.
The purpose of the magnificence of a flower,
subtle and illusive
by the human reason doesn't discoverable.
As well as the purpose of life,
cannot find consolation
in an inescapable destiny.
Choose a path, follow your heart.
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