The fields of paddy
Spreading through acres far and wide
The hard working farmers
Toiling on them
The tall green trees
Huge mountains behind them
Great white clouds rising from behind
Am on a journey
Glancing at this all
I see shops I see workers
Now I'm going through a bridge
I see flowers I see butterflies
Fluttering their wings
The wind is blowing across my face
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