The meadow lullaby
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Softly swaying blades of emerald green dance in the breeze, as sunbeams weave a warm glow. Wildflowers bloom in every hue, sprinkling the landscape like nature's masterpiece. In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A mother's voice whispers, I'm there for you. so forget all your worries and escape into the meadows , and when I'm gone , let it's warmth carry you to sleep.
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