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| Sitting in a sunny place, Taking time from life's fast pace, One can pause to meditate On the fortunes of his state. Golden rays unfurl the brow, Helping one to fathom how All things happen as they should, Working for the greater good. 'Tis a joy to be alive, Seeing all of nature thrive, Soaking up a bit of sun When the current talk is done. | ||
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