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- I’m finding that Viroqua often comes to mind
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- A babbling Brook, a beaver dam, a quiet slice of time
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- A song bird sings
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- The beauty a buttercup brings
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- A rock formation, intricate and divine
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- The way a vine can climb
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- The soul is soothed, the mind released
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- To sights and sounds sublime
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- When I stop for just a moment
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- Serenity fills that time
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- The folks are kind and genuine
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- Accepting and in admiration of the earth
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- It’s peaceful here, I feel held dear
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- And well aware of my worth
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- I’ll carry you home dear Viroqua
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- Deep in my heart and mind
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- And hope to bring your simple wealth
- To all encountered mankind