Nature
swirls of blues grays and greens
suround me in a fortress fit for a queen
the noises so foreign to me
where am i the beautiful sea
petite as a butterflies wing
to me the prettiest thing
purples pinks and greens
so beautiful, so serene
rise high like a tower
what is it, a flower
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