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Sometimes all you need
Is to listen to the whisper of the trees
Hear the voices in the wind
Go back to nature, back to kin
Relax your mind
To find your heart
Set yourself and this
World apart
In this meadow you will find
There is magic in the snow
And the way the tree’s dance
As the afternoon winds blow
Hear the soft crunch of ice
Beneath your feet
Observe this quiet world
And find yourself complete.
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