The day is soft, the wind is soft.
The sun is soft and the sky is soft.
May my thoughts be like this!
Being so soft is what I long for!< br/>But between me and the soft glories
of the sky and the air without me
there are many dreams and memories...
what I want is to be like that!
br/>Ah, the world is what we bring to it,
everything existed because it existed,
there is because we see.
And there is a world because I saw it!

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