Look at the people
shinning and walking.
We walk take by our hands.
Look the sea and the birds,
loot at that little child
playing with the sand.
We get into the port
happiness and we are happy too.
Let’s remember the true meaning
in life joy and treasured our walk.
The sun is high, the children are running,
we as the others are smiling.
Let’s keep us into the awake city
to sail our boat of grateful to
the nice place called enjoying life.

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