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| “Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.” -Thoreau |
ON THE COUNTRYSIDE
In the million universe I couldn't find
The whispers in the silence unwind,
The soft touch of sun so kind
Makes unhappy man not so fine
Thus they lived into a thin line
Once twigs break they'll do it in rewind
For in their sense the wind was not kind
Unbeknownst to their soul, refined
A greatest of all the greatest gift
When the wind silence off "what if"
Torn all burden and agony to relief
To be oneself as myself who no longer grief
Become as becoming as written by my belief
The whispers in the silence unwind,
The soft touch of sun so kind
Makes unhappy man not so fine
Thus they lived into a thin line
Once twigs break they'll do it in rewind
For in their sense the wind was not kind
Unbeknownst to their soul, refined
A greatest of all the greatest gift
When the wind silence off "what if"
Torn all burden and agony to relief
To be oneself as myself who no longer grief
Become as becoming as written by my belief
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