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The trees are blowing
They’re beautiful
But no one really cares.
I just sit and watch them
Sway back and forth.
Watch the birds fly
In and out of their nests.
Beauty, that’s all it is.
Simple beauty, but no one cares,
They’re all running around
Worrying about how they look,
How they act.
Can’t anyone see:
It doesn’t matter. We are nature.
We are the beauty.

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