The gentle breeze rustles throughout the trees, ruffling the leaves. They slowly drift to the plush forest floor in a dreamy haze. All is still, all is calm. The sun radiates through the maze of trees and dances between the branches. All is still, all is calm. The stream lazily cascades over the rocks, what a sound of serenity. All is still, all is
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