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Aug 2018
As the wind blows
And the trees become woodwinds
Playing a wonderful tune
My eyes experience the beauty
Of what nature is
While my mind fails to attain it
And my mouth cannot express
In the end, it's better to get my own taste and experience the aesthetic
Ben
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Ben  26/M/Texas
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