The wooden boat glided silently across the serene lake, passing through the misty air.
Floating plants drifted gently to the side making way for the boat to pass.
Old and mighty mountains stood still in the background reflecting golden morning light, glistening on the peaks.
He hummed softly in the boat so as not to disturb the quietness in the air.
Very nice.
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Thank you ❤️
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Great words!! Which place?
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Thank you 🙂 I was thinking of the Himalayas and Kashmir while writing this.
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