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Serenity grows on trees.
That’s what I say.
Breezing through the air
As it strolls my way.
Demanding all the stress
Isolated in the heart
While insisting in providing
Calmness as an art.
Relentlessly speaking
By the sound of the ocean
Relaxing your mind
And soothing emotions.
Persistently searching
For my famished soul.
It’s finally reached me
And tranquility flows.
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