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Mother Nature

Smells like roses and no feet,

See that flower and that bee,
Makes me jitter with glee,

Running and feeling the air,
Flowing freely in your hair,

You run around having fun,
Playing and jumping in the sun,

Aw man. It's time go in,
See you again and don't ask when,

That place is no danger,
Not when your with Mother Nature.

Chase Tavarez

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