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Life in the undergrowth,

Lively crickets resembling the familiar sound,

Of crackling fire on a barren hill,

Overlooking the rolling landscape,

Dense ever green trees,

Clustered together,

Mirroring clouds above.

Shades of green melt into blue as our eyes meet the horizon,

Illuminated by a setting sun,

Golden glowing sky,

Like yellow flowers that scatter the grasslands,

laying on damp forest ground.