The Earth’s Whisper: A Tale of Seasons and Silent Dreams

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In the gentle dawn, the earth awakens,
Veils of mist embrace the hills,
Whispering secrets of olden times,
As the world unfurls its tranquil thrills.

Rivers dance with a silver gleam,
Guiding tales of distant lands,
Each ripple a note in nature’s symphony,
Composed by unseen, gentle hands.

Forests hum with a vibrant life,
Leaves murmur under the sun’s soft glow,
Roots entwine in a silent embrace,
In this realm where time flows slow.

Night descends with a velvet hush,
Stars whisper dreams to the sleeping earth,
Wrapped in a blanket of cosmic light,
Breathing hope and endless rebirth.

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