Sep 26
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One Step, Two Step

One step, two step.

The wind rippling through your hair.

Leaves scattered everywhere.

Gnarly roots in the ground.

Birds chirping as the only sound.

Three steps, four steps.

Branches hovering above,

And Oak tree groves.

You see the sunshine peeking through,

With a hint of sky blue.

Five steps, six steps.

All your worries disappear,

While in this atmosphere.

Peacefulness will stick around,

With every step you take on the ground.

Seven steps, eight steps.
 
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