Solomon sits at a park bench. The park is quiet, except for the sounds of the birds and wind. Sun shines on his paper where he would skillfully write with his Quill Pen. In the whisper of the trees, I seem to find gentle ease. Nature’s breath, my soothing song, Where my calm heart feels it belongs.
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