Not all that I crave lies in,
The skyscrapers of the city.

Not all that  I crave lies in,
The fancy shops of the malls.

Not all that I crave lies in
The loudness of the bars and clubs.

Often what I crave lies in,
The whistling of the woods.

Often what I crave lies in,
The soothing song of the rivers.

Often what I crave lies in,
The silence of the nature.

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