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Nature's Soul
Owing no apologies touched by the green
trees are in the nave smelling the rose
listening to the choiring benediction
in the body of nature's soul composing
the pleasures of the mum's imagination
flowering breeze a paradise, "lo and behold"
trees are in the nave smelling the rose
listening to the choiring benediction
in the body of nature's soul composing
the pleasures of the mum's imagination
flowering breeze a paradise, "lo and behold"
Published 14th Aug 2023
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