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This is an idea I had while I was walking this morning. I was thinking, how could I describe the beauty of the decorium, the feeling of the breeze on my face...And I realise that I couldn't. So I just made the title, and since people here are all poets, they will see the feelings better, they will feel better what words would only diminish. Have a nice walk in your minds 
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Thanks Mel
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lol
Your page is like taking a delightful walk through the countryside.
The only sound is the bird singing.
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