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The cardinal chirps,
The cloud hovers,
The wind slowly pushes,
And children fumble.

The cloud hovers,
The grass crinkles,
As children fumble,
And the flowers bend.

The grass crinkles,
As two sit down,
And the flowers bend,
As they rest their feet.

As two sit down,
They laugh and beam,
As they rest their feet,
And murmur sweet nothings.

They laugh and beam,
Wind gently pushes,
As they murmur sweet nothings,
The cardinal chirps.



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