The Poet Sky

nature

Chirp chirp chirp A soft breeze Caressing wet grass The smell of fresh rain in the air

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The rain falls and cleanses my soul as I dance barefoot on the grass The trees applaud when I take a bow They're thrilled with my show

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A light shines through a world of darkness It creeps over the hills that guard a valley And peeks through the trees that hide it Heralding a new day

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