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Sep 2018
I love this lonely forest way,
Here I don't get any fake hope of gay,
Or anyone to break my trust,
Here isn't anyone to tell me the worst,
But here I'm left alone in the lap of nature,
I love to talk to the young trees full of life,
& those elder ones who are quiet mature,
The pure wind giving me the positivity,
& taking away all my impurity,
The sacred river taking me to the peace,
Here all my anxieties & tensions I doΒ Β release,
Here is a blessing of evergreen greenery & happiness,
From here passes the way of liveliness...
It's only because of nature that we are able to survive, else this inhuman humanity would have killed us...
Shruti Dadhich
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Shruti Dadhich  18/F/India
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