River in a Valley
The bubbling babling creek
transcending the scenes of the valley,
With I floating on it's back, embracing the chaotic order of life;
the flowers blooming
the birds singing
the bees buzzing.
Untill the sun sets
behind the ominous mountain
casting the valley with an oppressively eriee silence
followed by eternal darkness
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