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She awakens with the breath of morning

Droplets on her face, nourishment from above

Resting peacefully, in a scented bed, a sachet

Of lasting fragrance, a multitude of floral bliss

Reproducing, she tends her flock, makes way

For those still waiting to blossom, and she smiles

Contented, as she lays her head down to rest

Knowing, that evermore, she is the Mother Earth

 

 

 

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