Nature was the only place I felt free

The only place I was at home

I ran then walked

Laughed and cried

For the beauty of the world overwhelmed me.

The music of the leaves

The glory of the flowers

The burning of the sun

Nature will never get old

Never go out of style

My longing for fresh air

Intensifies every minute

I am forced inside.


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