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Nature massages lifes woes |
| Warping ahead of deep raw sorrow Into a realm of passionate nothingness Perfect Music exiles angst through abyss My time on earth is callow What of each creature am I a part And how do I express deep humbleness Flower to web, blade to winds sweet caress The fervor of creation stimulates a heavy heart Ivy blankets limp loneliness Chipper chirps sing softly grief to sleep Grandfather wisdom parries confusions weep Nature nutures roots of betterness |