Eternal beauty.

On the green grass,

We set our campfire,

With a gentle stream,

Flowing beside us,

And two identical

Flowers sprouted

From the earth.

Birds chirped their

Last song for the day.

And soft winds,

Blew on our face.

Night crawled in,

Bringing with it,

Thousand stars.

The air was mixed,

With the smell of our food,

And the sweet smell

Of the grass.

The sound of the river

Against the river bed,

Soothed our ears,

Bringing merriment.

Frogs croaked,

Fireflies flew,

And the earth seemed to,

Show off its beauty,

It’s eternal beauty.

 

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