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of life<\/p>\n
of colour and texture<\/p>\n
of light<\/p>\n
and freedom<\/p>\n
of fresh air and soft breezes<\/p>\n
of dew drops<\/p>\n
and<\/p>\n
rain<\/p>\n
of faces turned to sunshine<\/p>\n
and heads bowed<\/p>\n
in<\/p>\n
peace<\/p>\n
of all the beauty to be found<\/p>\n
in<\/p>\n
becoming<\/p>\n
and \u00a0then when it is time<\/p>\n
in<\/p>\n
going<\/p>\n
still<\/p>\n
they speak to me<\/p>\n
of<\/p>\n
love<\/p>\n
…\u00a0 sometimes it’s a whisper\u00a0 \u2665<\/p>\n
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