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Morning breathe The greatest pleasure is in the beginning Of new day The time the climate is so calm It is the most beautiful of the day And the atmosphere is always mere The sweetest of it is the breathe The breeze that comes like  blessings Of the above The only time you can think And get the link Morning is nice creature that moves Like ocean I compare morning with the most fantastic Creature It has best quiet condition that has no hurt Morning is the right time for a person To be shown life in full There is no bad memory in good moments The time will decide how your life goes It is a time that we hear different sounds Of creatures The only time the animals come out to celebrate The new day in the universe The cocks come to be your time And the living pray to their creatures By Oliver sopulu ODO

Singing bird I am a singing bird, my emotion involves Singing on tree Tree is my home, it is my joy My best inspiration is my lovely tree Not just where I sing my songs It is where I hide for safety My paradise is the place that I find Relax Not the only place I can get feed When I was born  my mother took me To a tree My mother taught me how to fly and sing The experience is what makes me living When my mother fly with me the wings  open so wind to fly And my mother fly and told me To fly with her and sing along The song was  base on good life And it says The air is my strength the tree is my home I have no power but I have potential I will forever fly in the air I will forever live on tree It is my joy, it is my quicken The song makes me to fly every morning Sing it and flying all over trees It what makes me to live and and feel happiness I will forever sing and fly, it is a joy To live By Oliver sopulu ODO

Take my heart I  fondle oh heart to you the owner of my heart Come be my   boss so I can be your bodyguard Come to my heart the place you belong to So I will treat you with no woe To my heart instantly before your heart cages me With no chain Water fall water fall where is your water? I need it because it is the time to dwell in you Come be my comer so that I can live Externally in you Hold my body so I can feel your breasts It is something ever dreamed of I won't die for you but live for you I want us to be  alive together and die together In the time of  hot i will be your naked In the time of cold I will be your swelter Come take my heart to be your slave till enternity If you would ever cried,it will be for joy Your comelines can't be compare to flower Because flowers will desmay someday It only be compare  with breeze Because it can't be euthanize Come be my dream so I can be your sleep Lie on your bed so I can make dream for jo...

I was a boy at the time I see living thing as toy i never knew that life is hard my thought never thought suffering I began to know that life begins when you know about life not when you're born I woke up someday in midnight I remembered when I was little I made my parents to stay awake with me now I am parents of my own I was a boy who knows only how to sulk breast I cried on the breast of my PET I discovered my maturity when I was a man not when I saw Bear on my private part I was told to get ready I was told that life is sweet bitterness which I must accept I was told that before I make it I must have a story to tell I realized that experience is wisdom old is age I must stand without fear of fall I must see things More than my power I must know how to handle it I was a boy now I am a man ready to face fear ready to face life

Life of the living The life doesn't kill But takes the hill The hill of difficulties It is a place where life suffers  And never preserve to be bad The living is the withnes of the pain  The dead is the legend of the pain If life stood to be easy The life of a man won't be story Life is a serious story that creates A man Wakes to see himself alive He never thought whether to be alive or not When life is amazing life becomes good When life becomes hurt life becomes depress The living own nothing but the world Life of a man is base on his law The law that accept or reject The law is never simple The life of a man is tragic It moves like a magic It doesn't matter wether a man survive What matters is the life he is living A man likes to stay happy forever But a man can only be disturb forever Life is a story And the world is history The life of the living By oliver sopulu ODO