The Whispering Trees and the Gentle Breeze

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In the heart of the verdant forest deep,
Where sunlight dances, shadows creep,
The whispering trees hold ancient tales,
As the gentle breeze through branches sails.

The rustling leaves, a soft lullaby,
Under the vast, endless sky,
Nature’s symphony in perfect tune,
Beneath the watchful eyes of the moon.

Rivers weave through the emerald glen,
Singing songs of where they’ve been,
The world alive in vibrant hue,
As dawn paints the sky anew.

In the embrace of nature’s grace,
Find solace in its warm embrace,
For in this realm of tranquil peace,
The soul finds its sweet release.

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