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Aug 2019
I heard the call of the old trees,
so I took my tired heart for a walk in the woods.
Peace, healing and energy embraced me.
I rode the wind again and gladly found my spirit of optimism.
The sounds of the water, the birds singing, their magical rhythm gave me power.
The delights of summer.
Eloisa
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Eloisa  F/Japan
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