I wish I could stay in those red roofed wooden chalets, with colourful flowers growing all around happily... I wish I could be a shepherd, let the cows graze in the grasslands, while I played my guitar with the cow bells and the wind as my band and I would sing to my heart's content... I wish I could sit down on the soft grass, lay on it and suddenly start rolling down the grass... I wish and I did go skippity-skop and giggle and laugh my heart out :)
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