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Only Nature could be this beautiful?
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Love of nature love the sound
love the nature under ground
When flowers rise up and the trees bloom
it must be warm enough for the month of June

As summer flies by and Autumn creeps in
and the sounds of the winds whistle in
The air turns cold as the bird fly south
Winter is on its way and there are no birds of prey

The sounds of Whistling winds
Will come ringing in your ears
Wanting to see if next spring was
Already here with a soft breeze blowing

and calm winds that make us smile
As we put a spring jacket on and go for a walk
In the woods for a while
Spring is here time to get out the fishing gear

By Slightlyslimer

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