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| Woodland in May |
Mother Nature's healing way on a cloudy rainy day,
In an ancient wood where the bluebells grow,
On Sunday in the month of May,
A cuckoo singing along the path, with blackbirds as the chorus verse,
The stroll through a grounded path,
With a woodland scent filling the air,
For there is nothing more healthier than to be outside in the fresh air,
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