If the winds sweeps you, let it be, if you feel the dust in your way, let it be, hear what the wind has to say...it says all the secret of the nature. Touch the wind with your heart and let it touch your soul. The beauty of the nature shows it face, you don't run away but you see it well and cherish the beauty it portrays. The trees speaks to you, the grass waves to you, it shows you the dance of the nature with the music of the rain and howling of the wind...with the thunders of the lightning. Ohhh I wish I was the nature, I wish I was such a beauty...I would be as free as the wild, and would have lost in the eternity and would have gone with the wind.
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