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The gentle scent
of a rose just bloomed wafting gracefully through the air. The moistened breath of a fresh rained morn' settles softly on my hair. The gurgled croak of a green tree frog echoes tuneful songs to share. The native spread of a rainforest land tranquil moments await me there
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