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Mother Nature

Walking in the desolate woods,
A stream bubbles in da ‘stance,
Creating a sensational sound,
Makes you feel like you in the Alps,
Sun’s warm fingers stretching on the snow,
Melting ice causing a down flow,
This is the journey of the river from the mouth top to the ground low.
Starts as a bubbling brook,
Eroding and loading the river banks,
So awe-ful you just have to look,
Up at the stars n give thanks.
Look at them mass of burning gases,
Shining brightly to give light,
Other sources lightning flashes,
Which makes the heavens light up bright,
I could continue list is endless,
But you’d be muddled to a mess…

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