Part 2: Natural Beauty

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The air is crisp, the wind is cold
As I take a breath, my muscles unfold
My lungs expand, my heart takes flight
I feel alive, as I take in the sight

The trees, the grass, the sky above
All come together, all with love
The sky, a canvas of blue and gold
The air, a gift to make me bold

As I exhale, I feel renewed
The air is fresh, it's what I pursued
A moment of peace, a moment of grace
As I breathe in this gracious space.

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