In the stillness of the night,
When stars twinkle bright,
A whisper in the wind,
Brings peace to troubled mind.
The scent of blooming flowers,
In a garden of sweet hours,
A symphony of nature's sound,
Echoes through the peaceful ground.
The rustling leaves and chirping birds,
In a garden where time is heard,
A symphony of life's sweetest tune,
Echoes through the peaceful afternoon.
The gentle breeze that brushes by,
In a garden where time flies by,
A symphony of life's sweetest rhyme,
Echoes through the peaceful garden's prime.
Oh garden of surreal delight,
Where time stands still in gentle light,
A symphony of life's sweetest song,
Echoes through the peaceful garden's throng.
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