rolling hills of green grass,
the flowers so vivid, the
smell of damp earth, the
water in the streams also
have there own smell.
The ruins of long ago,
the castles with many
tales to tell. Farmers
working there land, the
pride of breeding horses
to be sold. All of this
beauty, fragrances, and
a story told and felt
as i read as if i were there.
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