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by Linda

A nice day,
A beautiful way
To clean the great city.
Tall tree, green grass, clean sky, red flower.
Everything reflect[s] in my eyes
Which is nature's gift.

With a plastic bag,
Bow to pick up the things which stay for a long Time
and need to be back.
That's a way to respect nature, and clean the road
Which lead[s] to holy.

With a camera, get knees down
make the sudden into permanent.
That's a way to appreciate these people
And raise up the behavior lead to noble...

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