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On the Magic Bus we ride,
Through the meadow at sunset's side,
Nature's beauty all around,
A peacefulness that can't be found.
The colors of spring so bright,
Fill our hearts with pure delight,
The grasses sway in the breeze,
A symphony of nature, if you please.
As we journey on our way,
We ponder life's great display,
The magic of this moment true,
Teaches us what we must pursue.
For life is but a fleeting thing,
Like the birds that take to wing,
So let us cherish each day,
And make the most of every way.
On the Magic Bus in spring,
We learn to live and love and sing,
In this meadow at sunset's glow,
We find our peace, and let it grow.
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