In a meadow just down the road the green grass grows and feels like soft carpet neath ones steps.
And in that meadow a small brooke trickles the bluest of blue water and mimics the beautiful wild blue sky.
In a meadow just down the road the flowers bloom with a spectrum of color, almost as if a rainbow fell upon them.
And in that meadow a gentle breeze carries a sweet sound of a songbird singing delightfully amongst the swaying trees.
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