#36 Paradise

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A calm breeze

Blows gently

Through the 

Green grass

Wet with dew.

It glistens in the sunlight

As the joyous sun 

Rises on the horizon.

It's frigid

Upon my feet.

As I walk soundlessy

A peaceful paradise comes to life.

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