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The Beauty of Nature
#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead,
Flowers are dancing in the wind,
Until they are all exscind,
Beauty...
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead,
Flowers are dancing in the wind,
Until they are all exscind,
Beauty...
