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 And the sun is remitting its pleasant ray 

 But you don’t exist to see the elegance 

 Eventually you will miss the opportunity with disgrace   

A green grocer is passing by to make his dawning, 

But you don’t even exist to hear his wheels sparkling 

The roads are clear under the skyscraper 

 And the fallen leaves on both sides look pretty fresh 

But you don’t exist to smell the nipping air   

 Now it’s the hot afternoon, 

 May be the sun is sullen with the procrastination, 

The road is hot with the genesis of the mirage, the leaves are dry and dusty 

 But you don’t even exist to feel the aura   

With the dissolution of the afternoon it comes the twilight, 

The air feels cold and the seductive sun starts sprinkling its rainbow colors, 

 One would want to touch it and feel the silkiness, 

But you wouldn’t because you don’t even exist! 

You can’t feel the coldness sitting on a bench in the park 

 Because you don’t even exist   

The night seems darker like an experience of spiritual purgation, 

The glittering stars are smiling like the twinkling eyes of a baby, 

But it’s very awful not to able to smile with them because you not at all exist