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The poetry of the earth is never dead...
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Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky...
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Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair...
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Happiness is your own treasure because it lies within you....
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The greatest treasures are those invisible to the eye but found by the heart....
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World's Favorite American rests here.....