Do you hear the stream trickling through?
It seems to say I welcome you to this beautiful land.
The fairies dancing on the leaves, pretty songs sour around the trees.
Flowers swaying in the breeze, they all welcome you to this beautiful land.
The smell of pine is a simple sine of this place so wondrous and divine.
Breath it in let it run through your soul.
All the magic glides from your head to your toe.
What is this amazing place?
It's the forest.
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