This piece allows the reader to imagine their own forest. Their own calm. The ability to enjoy the sounds of the night, leaving the day of hustle and bustle behind. To breathe in the fresh air anad just relax and finally be able to listen to heart, mind, body and soul. Lost in my own thoughts (my forest), never to be found. :)
This piece allows the reader to imagine their own forest. Their own calm. The ability to enjoy the sounds of the night, leaving the day of hustle and bustle behind. To breathe in the fresh air anad just relax and finally be able to listen to heart, mind, body and soul. Lost in my own thoughts (my forest), never to be found. :)
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