Wintersweet; my special place
My world between the world
I'm its creator and Its only destroyer
There's mountains in the distance
A meadow with my favorite flowers
Trees everywhere, different colors;
Some orange, others purple or pink
There are no seasons in Wintersweet
Its a mixture of autumn and spring
Its sunny and rainy sometimes
But neither hot nor humid, just nice
There's a sea green pond where ducks and geese swim around
Animals roaming round and round
Filling the air with different sounds
A golden swing set with benches here and there
And also a never ending brick road in mid-air
I choose who comes and goes
For it is my world
I go there when there isn't anywhere else to go
All of my worries and pains vanish
When I visit my dear Wintersweet Valley
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