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Under the trees, you find my tent

shadows protect and warm me,

but it seems to be

an angel was here last night.

Came out of the tent

and there were diamonds everywhere

in the wet grass,

I tried to pick them up in my hands

and they were vanishing slowly away

Finally I could catch one ,

and I took it inside my tent

I talk to it softly

and when I was holding it in my palm

I saw an small mirror with a white tunnel

I stared on it , I was able to see my heart

inside my heart there was a little note

saying IS LOVE