Like a DOe in the wilderness, shy in its elegance, peacefully drinking by the waters edge,
As the suns RAys reflect from fresh morning dew,
MEanwhile in the FAr distance mother nature paints a SOnnet of a sunrise on the canvas of the LAnd with the horizon anew,
Only father TIme can create this winDOw of Serenity and solitude.
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