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In fields of green, where wildflowers sway,
A gentle breeze whispers through the day.
The sun shines bright, with nary a care,
Bringing joy to all, without a share.
The birds they sing, with voices so sweet,
Their melodies flooding through the street.
Their wings they flutter, with grace so true,
A symphony of sound, for me and you.
Comments (1)
Nice as before. Well done Sharp.