Under the mountain, a crystal river flows,
Ever-murmuring, mystical, as the moments glow.
Green trees sway, a gentle, airy dance,
As twilight's hush descends, a nature's trance.
A mother bear, with cubs, seeks slumber deep,
As sunset's warmth dissolves, the forest starts to sleep.
The stars appear, like diamonds in the sky,
As night's soft silence wraps, the world, and says goodbye
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