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Life can be difficult, often bleak and dreary.
Occasionally I'm low, occasionally I'm weary.
I sometimes feel trapped, mired in life's complexity.
A walk to the water, relief, my personal amnesty.
For it's in nature I find relief.
By the water, consolation.
A renewed sense of belief.
Shed of isolation.
I meld with the water, the animals, the breeze.
For it is being one with nature, that truly frees.
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