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when you breach the forest when you embrace the trees your energy will realign stop and listen to the bees stop look listen and feel all this is one design at this power you should kneel there is not more true pure or divine so give way drop to your knees and give thanks for all the beauty all here is as it should be peace love an tranquility food and water abound air made from the tree berries made from the bush water from the river plenty of food to be found flames will stop the shiver rivers will cool from the ground and if you ask why this is divine the answer will astound all is here all is for you and you are part of the design

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