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Natural Flair
 
I have books in the meads

I have music in the reeds

I have to count my blessings thro' the beads

In nature's shrine, i'm bestowed all the needs.


Come straight from the womb and follow me

Unstained by those who, poets, claim to be

Unaltered by streets, while your mind is free

Fill the heart, fill the mind with true poetry



And then, touch your cords play melody

And send your voice beyond sky, and sea

If you don't like words, do not try commenting

Stay in dirty roads, truth lives in the mountain



I have books laid on Nature's shelves

I have poetry made by sheep themselves



Upward hiking where to rub out despair

Into the mountains, i do find my flair



By truefeeling

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