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[title] => Serenity
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[bodytext] => The oak, its branches do not sway, I rest at its base, look up and see The beautiful emerald canopy That comforts me so on a hot summer day. The leaves, high above, start to flutter and play, As soft as a whisper on a light summer breeze, Such sounds are oft times most soothing to me As I stare at the sky from far down, where I lay. Indeed can I call the forest my home, for sitting here now in the Earthy decor Do I feel, without doubt, the most peaceful. And so I will come here, to rest and roam, A jade-colored ceiling, and the earth for a floor, Make this place sacred, calm and tranquil. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 27 [informant] => bugoron [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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