The Meadow

The Meadow:
The golden, green grass grew as the whistling breeze shook the swaying trees, the dazzling flowers danced to the music that the hills were singing, the falling leaves raced to the ground, the meadow grew all around like a butterfly twirling in a garden, the birds fluttered their wings, they were a wonderful sight, the sun shined a beautiful gold, the sky at sunset said goodbye, and the trees sang their last song. 

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