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One day at leisure, listening to the sound of the wind,

Look at the leaves falling rustling, waiting for the Milky Way to flow.

The wind blowing from the depths of time,

swallowed up modern civilization,

Sweeping the fresh sweetness of the mud, the quiet of the vegetation,

Through the jungle, over the valley,

Wrap me in it,

To be one with it.