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Dec 2022
A young sun is rising over the sky.
A blank mind seeking solace.
Sat under a tree to calm my mind.
A cool breeze is flowing around a field of lush grass.
Bird songs could be faintly heard.
It had the impression of being a peaceful place.
The mind turned into a mirror of the nature.
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
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