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LESSON OF MOTHER NATURE


I’m watching a sparow happily picking his worm, wile havin my meal.

And a reflexion comes to my brain.

Horrible would it be if I had to eat a worm.

But when the sparow flew away, I was still stuck on my wheelchair.

So I’ve looked at him fly away from me,

And I thought : “what would I give to eat a worm, if it could bring me

the joy of flying, and get out of this wheelchair".


PETER