nd on t day, Second ifes o turn we.

    And on t day, I learned to s.

    I knoo live your life like a dream. to listen and co ry to understand w has already happened.

    You do not need a psycrist to do trist does not  you to o dream some more, to find tears into it. And really,  another bird drinking from your misery.

    My mot ried to . Ser misery and finally could not . to understand. t  speak up. t run a e.

    But noo sears or suffer taunts of magpies. I knohis news in a magazine from China.

    It said t for tormenting ts. to cs bent over in t, crying into to er tood up, tears and eat tarved.

    But one day, all tired peasants—from all over Ccing and drinking. And t;Enoug; to clap ticks on pots and pans and s, quot;Sz! Sz! Sz!quot;—Die! Die! Die!

    And all ting t above, ing for to stop. But ts only greronger, angrier. ted, unable to land, unable to eat. And tinued for many il all ttered to till, until not one bird remained in the sky.

    say if I told  I sed for joy his had happened?