The Beauty Of Nature

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I was sitting near the open window
And through the fresh air blow,
It was delight to see river's flow
I charm to see the flowers fall below
It was awesome to see gliding snail slow,
And the squirrel was hurry to go
This all happen because the tree I grow.

Plant trees for a beautiful nature in earth.

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