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While the world is locked up indoorsthe universe is relaxedundisturbed,breathing,the trees they are happyas the stream runsbetween their rootsthey grow,they dance with the windtheir roots are tickledwith the running stream,as the sun rays on their
While cycling through the flower fieldsI stopped to take a breathof the beautiful flowers dressed in pinkI walked through the rowsas their scent sailed through the airlost in their beauty,lost in their scent,lost where I stoppedand my bicycle I se
