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Jul 2013
Cool stream trickles, tinkles by,
Dappled sunlight through the trees,
Oak, Ash, Silver Birch and Pine.
Tiny silver fishes swimming
The water giggles and rushes,
down the great mountainside,
I am calm.

The earth is damp and sweet,
The air full of birdsong and bluebells' scent.
I listen, I hear, I howl at the sun.
Clovers and daisies surround me,
And on the pebble bank, beach,
The soft rounded stones are warm.
They comfort me.
Written by
Jasmine Hermione  Bangor
   Camron Elliott and ---
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