Where Mountains Kiss the Sky and Rivers Whisper

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In the cradle of dawn’s gentle embrace,
Mountains rise, kissing the boundless sky,
Where emerald valleys stretch with grace,
Under a sunlit canopy, dreams fly.

Rivers whisper secrets of ancient lore,
As they dance through fields of gold and green,
Their melodies a song forevermore,
A tranquil symphony, pure and serene.

Winds weave tales of lands untouched by time,
Carrying scents of blossoms rare and wild,
In this haven, nature’s perfect rhyme,
The heart finds peace, untamed, unbeguiled.

Here, in this realm of beauty unconfined,
The soul discovers its rightful place,
Where every breath is freedom redefined,
And time slows down its relentless pace.

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