The trees seek magical words,
As they move so gently,
Like a feather touching and landing on a soft pile of leaves.
The magical words seek the trees,
As the magic surrounds the trees and sprinkles some glitter on them.
The freshly picked raspberries so juicy and full of flavor,
Like they sucked the magic right in.
The sun, that turns everyone’s days into happiness
And as it’s rays of fire touch the dancing sea.
The sea so shimmery,
Like it is made of turquoise glitter.
The beauty of nature, that only heaven can make.
The beauty of nature, which god has made.
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