Rice fields

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The rice fields like a green sea in front of me.

The sky like a blue infinity above.

The leander trees like pink splashes of colour.

And the clouds like white flowers in the sky.
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I look at my surroundings and I inhale deeply.

The scenery looks like a painting; still and seemingly quiet and changeless.

But as I keep looking, I notice that the rice field view in front of me starts to get life.
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The hats of the farmers like floating boats in the green waves.

The warm breeze like salty levanter wind.

The birds singing like a nostalgic and distant melody.

And the smell of roses like parfumate air tinted with past memories.
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Green infinity mingling with blue horizont.

And all my senses directed at the peaceful scenery.

And I finally feel at ease; thoughts and worries of my life disappear for a moment.

And I can feel.

And I can breathe.

For a moment, I can just exist.

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