Alone silent road with silence forest and rainbow with the blue sky. what a beautiful scinareio. i amazine a poet.
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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