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From mountain peaks, a river flows,
Its silver dance in sunlight glows.
Birds sing sweetly from morn to night,
Their melodies are a pure delight.

The soft wind wraps in tender care,
A gentle kiss, beyond compare.
It stirs the heart, sets spirits free,
A glowing touch, a harmony.

In nature's arms, a soul takes flight,
Glowing gently, bathed in light.
A timeless bond, serene and true,
The world's soft beauty, embracing you.
from a real experience

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