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The nature of earth
The sun wakes up with a golden brush,To paint the hills in a morning hush.The dew-kissed grass begins to sway,As shadows retreat from the light of day...
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The sun wakes up with a golden brush,To paint the hills in a morning hush.The dew-kissed grass begins to sway,As shadows retreat from the light of day...