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Sigh, sitting on the porch…
Sipping away the brimming tea,
Shifting into bliss afar…
Sensing the exotic aroma,
Seeping through my soul…
Slowly lifting me up!
Soothing notes… of thousand
Song bird calls… and
Sweet scents of Honeysuckles
Sweeping through my senses,
Softly lulling me into a…
Slumber of acute awareness!
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