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Are we able to listen?
Are we able to see over the appearance?
Are we able to understand the essence of the nature?
The song of the moon and the sun, the whispers of the water, the earth and the flowers, the timid song of the bees, the soft croak of the frogs, the sweet squeaking of a squirrel, the memories caressing our face.
To Melody happened it the day that saved the life to a small, clumsy and cute extraterrestrial.
From that day she understood what she had always known by heart.....
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