The Gift

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I sat in an open field, under the shade of a thin tree. Tall grass, bush surround me, hiding most of its wonders. I see the small birds jump from bush to bush with their long tails flaunted up towards the sky. I see the butterflies playfully flying through the air and landing in the grass below them. Beyond the trees which touched the clouds, I hear the river rush down its path. The quite breeze cause the leaves to rustle, just enough to create a soothing background for the chirping birds in the distance. The wind moves through my hair and feels cold on my skin, but soon the sun warms me to the point where I could fall asleep. This place is beyond my dreams and is natures gift.

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