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In This Beautiful Place

When i am long dead one more forgotten face
The birds will sing in this beautiful place
And the river will flow to the ocean shore
With a babbling voice that is forever more

I could live here until my dying day
Utopia from this place not far away
Here in years from now magpie will pipe upon the wattle tree
And it will not have changed the song of the pee wee

Just a few clouds of gray in the blue and sunny sky
And welcome swallows chirping as they fly
I marvel at the beauty i do see
The beauty today that does surround me

Nature's beauty is for all to admire
And of singing her praises one could never tire
How pleasant to hear the wild birds chirp and sing
In this lovely place on this warm day in spring.

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