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I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully

I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen stars but shifts from the love pools in summers to the decourous soul of hills, from the beauty unlined amidst cocoons of butterflies to the unidentified indent of the earthworms in the soil, breaking down lumps of soil for the tree's roots to breath, freely. The dew of the grass penetrates deep within my cloistered heart and provides solitude cum joy as of the castle in Spain. I touch the trunk of the century-old tree which resides in front of my home, it looks at me with copper eyes and smiles by unfolding its bud. Each ray of the Sun, the scars of the Moon, the petrichor of the rain, the dance of the clouds, song of the birds, the symphony of river water, the cuddling of worms, the falling of leaves - all of it has become an addictive regimen of mine. Amidst nature. With nature. In Mother Nature. For a better read : I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen stars but shifts from the love pools in summers to the decourous soul of hills, from
I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen stars but shifts from the love pools in summers to the decourous soul of hills, from the beauty unlined amidst cocoons of butterflies to the unidentified indent of the earthworms in the soil, breaking down lumps of soil for the tree's roots to breath, freely. The dew of the grass penetrates deep within my cloistered heart and provides solitude cum joy as of the castle in Spain. I touch the trunk of the century-old tree which resides in front of my home, it looks at me with copper eyes and smiles by unfolding its bud. Each ray of the Sun, the scars of the Moon, the petrichor of the rain, the dance of the clouds, song of the birds, the symphony of river water, the cuddling of worms, the falling of leaves - all of it has become an addictive regimen of mine. Amidst nature. With nature. In Mother Nature. For a better read : I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen stars but shifts from the love pools in summers to the decourous soul of hills, from
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