Living in a trans lucid house,
breathing inside it.
I always thought to be the luckiest one
and the house to be the whole world,
which was really a fun.
I had no pathos towards the nature,
nor had any interest to feel the light touch
of the sharp air,
and never realised the shower of rain,
Though it notified me again and again.
I had never stepped onto the earth,
even though I had.
Though being very dejected, I felt always to be glad.
I was never palliated by the open sky,
nor had a simple view of a bird's fly.
I had no idea about the reflection
of the sunlight on the static river
nor had any testimony of nature to be its believer.
After a long long years
I for the first time had the natural sight
and realised that I genuinely exist on the earth
by facing the glorious sunlight.
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