The rustling of the leaves is music to my ears; Let go of the jealousy, pride, and every one of your fears. The brisk air brings an abundance of calm, Find peace in yourself before you buy the farm. The squirrel scurries by with everything but a care; Hold onto love for dear life, but don't forget to share. The birds are chirping back and forth, what…
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