Into the land of rivers,
Where dreams are sown.
A wonderland in itself,
Where the heart finds its home.Trees get a majestic golden shade,
Welcoming birds in its grace.
The fertile land gets rejuvenated with life,
And whispers of the past embrace.
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73.Symphony of Autumn 🍂.
Into the land of rivers,
Where dreams are sown.
A wonderland in itself,
Where the heart finds its home.Trees get a majestic golden shade,
Welcoming birds in its grace.
The fertile land gets rejuvenated with life,
And whispers of the past embrace.