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The small things,
like a
bracelet
going outside
or an earring
or a little swallow tattoo on your hand,
a hug from a friend.
The life is not that big,
to be bothered by watching skyscrapers.
Because
life consists of small things.
Pick up the ladybug which just landed on your nose.
Jump in your converse, open the door and smell the air.
It smells like roses.
Don't be affraid to do crazy things,
making fauts.
Because one day we will wear the same rings
on our toes