Standing alone in a world of its own
Grasping branches along its path
Orange blossoms fill open land
River runs through the never ending land
Flowing water crunches waves of light
Broken shoulders of cloud
Help birds take flight
Thistles peek up
Between shades of green
Burning reds and yellow
Colour the vast band
Of wonderful eye catching mountains
Pushed against the cold grey fountains
Of rain droplets fall
Down beneath the field
Covered in flags of magic
Sheltered as they yield
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