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Colors of a Song


Just sit in silence as the breeze blows by. To hear the melodies all you have to do it try. Listen to the sound of the rustling of the leaves Listen to the sound of the buzzing of the bees. Nature constantly makes its melody. And as the birds sing the colors come together.The colors are softer than a bird's feather. Sunsets filled with red, and orange, and pink. But yet this beauty is gone in a blink. The warmth of the last sun fades but the beauty still remains. As night falls the sky comes to life. No worries, no sorrow, no grief, no strife. All stands still as the moon cast it's light. And all is calm on this peaceful Night
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