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What joys there are in loving the scenery,
Boundless, both with and without the need to travel,
One scene is just as genuine as the next,
From deserts to highways, steep mountains and meadow flats, it's all somehow kind of like the rest.
Like somehow the joys of the scenery keep me from going out and seeing the rest.
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