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Green meadows covered in moss                                                             ­               
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like carpeting so moist & soft                                                             ­       
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  Weeping willow branches silently
reaching                                                         ­             
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dandelions in the breeze, seeds
releasing                                                        ­                      
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  Bees buzzing around in the
sunshine                                                         ­                 
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  as birds pick at grapes on the
vine                                                             ­   
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Fragrant flowers with yellow
pollen                                                           ­         
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opened mouth to nurture this
garden                                                          
                                                                ­                                                           Wild pink roses & white
daisies                                                          ­                                  
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clamor for space near the
euphrasy                                                         ­           
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As the sun slumbers in
sleep,                                                           ­                 
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fireflies redecorate the scenery                                                          ­                    
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Beauty as far as the eye can see                                                              ­        
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­I take in the garden, and it takes me
I am such an admirer of the beauty of the world that others often overlook.

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