where zillions of stars
twinkle at the end of the day
where bumblebees wander
from flower to flower on their way
where a tranquil breeze flutters
in the golden-green fields
where trails of hilly pines
lead towards a waterfall perennial & chilled
where
fairies bungle on treetop swings
such is the
chronicle of the place
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