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As I looked
from the window of my car,
Mountains
and trees very far.
Birds chirping, trees swaying,
Children in
the garden were playing.
Everything looked small from the mountain,
Then god decided to get us wet by a natural fountain.
Then we
stopped and had some food,
The scenic
beauty completely changed my mood.
Then we
reached the top,
The clouds
had no shape, they were a mere gas,
With all
the happiness I wanted to hop.
Up, up in
the sky,
I felt like
a bird who just wanted to fly.
-Pritika Dhawan
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