In the valley, every step is big and round, like bubblegum bubbles popping softly underfoot.
The color of the grass is like the sky, swirling with whispers only the clouds understand.
There are no fences, and the hills roll forever, waving like a giant sea of grass.
Sometimes, the trees dance their secrets in the breeze, telling tales of places where stars wink without sleeping.
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