The Meadow
Once I was walking across a bridge when I saw a meadow. Now this wasn't just any meadow, it was a huge, wait no not huge, I would probably say it was a giant meadow. So I walked over to this meadow and what a sight, I saw pink flowers everywhere but not just any pink flowers, pink daffodils. There were trees with leaves that flew absolutely everywhere and sprinkled the ground. I lay down on soothingly nice grass and it was the best experience I ever had. I would sure like to go there again but the terrain has been destroyed.
Once I was walking across a bridge when I saw a meadow. Now this wasn't just any meadow, it was a huge, wait no not huge, I would probably say it was a giant meadow. So I walked over to this meadow and what a sight, I saw pink flowers everywhere but not just any pink flowers, pink daffodils. There were trees with leaves that flew absolutely everywhere and sprinkled the ground. I lay down on soothingly nice grass and it was the best experience I ever had. I would sure like to go there again but the terrain has been destroyed.
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