It's time,for a new adventure
Where the sound of river gurgles
And the meadows are a bright green
The sun roars every morning
And the warmth trickles down my soul
Bringing heat to each cell in my body
The blooming flowers scent is captivating
It's mighty hard to take my eyes off the snow white clouds
As once you're mingled in the cotton snow
You'll want to stay curled up
With light pouring out of everything you're made off
The frequency is increased
The vibrations are raised
no end to the beauty you'll feel
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