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Apr 2015
When I think of nature,
I think of blues, pinks, and greens meshing together
As one to create one beautiful sunset.
I think of grass as green as emeralds
Twinkling when the sun beams down into perfect
Streaks of yellow warmth.
I think of peace, engulfing
All the birds, trees, and sun into one beautiful Earth.
Written by
Sydney hines
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