Twisting vines and vibrant leaves,
Whispering tunes in the gentle breeze.
Frogs croaking, a rhythmic dance,
Nature's symphony in a mystical trance.
Raindrops patter on canopy high,
Echoing whispers of the sky.
Rivers sing a flowing song,
As life in harmony moves along.
Chirps and rustles, calls from afar,
Creatures weaving dreams under the star.
In this lush, emerald embrace,
The magic of the forest we all can trace.
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