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Natural Beauty

Ironic that the whisper of the babbling creek... Louder than that of the crowded street? Thousands of marching feet... Cannot reach the sound of natures beat... Close your eyes and your ears. Open your soul and truly hear... The oak...mighty and proud... Do you hear nature's heart beat loud? Ignored for the daily grind, We look but never do find... The truest beauty all around, In nature, my friend, is where peace and harmony are found...

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