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How I love
these swaying
blades of overgrown
grass, lightly
caressing my bare
flesh!
All my senses
wake up to their
ephemeral
existence, all serving
to sustain
life in its tiniest and
gigantic forms.
I am the atom
and unfathomable sky
and the infinite
possibilities of
life.
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