Lavender field

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An iridescent purple glows in the moonlight,
While a soft breeze carries the light, heavenly scent of flowers in bloom.
In this moment all is serene,
The only sound to be heard is the wind gently cascading over the precious jewels of the land,
Making it look as though they are dancing to an unheard melody,
One that might have been sung in the distant past.
Yes this is paradise,
A place where only you and I know about.
Promise you will keep this a secret and maybe one day we can see it again.

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