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Let me linger in this peaceful place,where the air is pure and the pace is slow,and the only sounds are the songs of birdsand the rustling leaves that gently blow. Here, I can shed the weight of the world,and leave behind my worries and fears,for
Talk to the sadness of your garden. Give the old tree a young blossom. The moon on sky is like dead statement. Go to the top and make it fine poetry. The fire of yours, has spread and its wild.
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