When I was a little girlnI had lots of toysnI had teddy bears, stuffed animals,nI had board games and dolls.nBut I had one special toy,nIt was a see-through bubblen(I don't know the name of these)nWhenever I took that bubble andnI put it upside-down, nBeautiful snow would fall,nmake the world that was inside,nall white and perfect.nAnd inside that bubble, there wasna small fence with a little gatenthat behind it there were small housesnAnd on that little gate there was a small sign,nTalking of the concept of connection between work and liberation,n(I couldn't understand it cause I was a little girl, it was something for grown-ups, I guess...).nnIn those houses lived the tiniest people,nIt was hard to see and there was a strange thing about them:nThese people were dyingnEvery morning when I took that bubblento play with there were dead people insidenAnd it was hard to see but I looked good and i could tell, those people were not dressed properly for an eternal snow...nIt was stupid of them, cause if you're coming to this placenWhere snow's falling all the time, you should take a coat.nnI've got toy, I've got magic bubblesnThere was snow, it was a snowy bubblenSnowing all the timenMagic all aroundnBut there are people, dying, everywherenAnd nobody cares.nn(I had another toy, it was a train, but that's a different story)nnnnnn