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A soft blanket of nature all around
The wind brings with it the sweetest of sounds.
The chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves
Everything heard in the midst of the breeze.
The earth speaks in a language all it's own
Singing like a mother wishing her children home.
The love of the world in an invisible embrace
Every hope and desire all in one place.
Never to be found, never to be lost
It must be saved at any cost.
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