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Far From the Madding Crowd
Far from the madding crowd,
I seek solace,
In the serene embrace of nature's solace.
Where the gentle breeze
whispers through the trees,
And the sun's soft rays dance
on the shimmering seas.
Far from the madding crowd,
I find my peace,
In the tranquil symphony of
nature's sweet release.
Where the birds sing their
melodies so clear,
And the flowers bloom in vibrant cheer.
Far from the madding crowd,
my soul takes flight,
In the boundless expanse of day and night.
Where the stars twinkle like
diamonds in the sky,
And the moon casts its silvery
glow from on high.
Copyright ©
Rupan Das
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