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The drive up the hills from the mustard fields

The vibrant yellow flowers, to the crystal blue skies,


The mesmerizing hills shone as the snow caps glistened
And the sounds of the chirping birds filled the air.
The countless streams running down the meandering
ever green meadows,
all this got scribed into my memory ,
as we returned back to the place of busy city roads

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