Written, September 17, 2025 For The Contest, “Let's Soar With This” Sponsor, Nette Onclaud
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The woods are nature's gift~ a world all of its own of vines and graceful trees with winding streams that flow. Neath melodies of birds, breathe in the mystic air~ as peace does reign within.
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