Gentle breezes blow through the trees causing leaves to slowly sway. Tiny violets with delicate petals begin to sprout from the long green grass and fill the air with a gentle aroma. Dark green moss begins to cover up tall trees and muddy rocks. Mother deer and their fawns carefully step out of their dens camouflaged between the thick trunks of huge trees. Pale bluebirds take to the sky and start on elegant ballet, smudged by the sun of crystal-clear amber. As they fly, moles pop their tiny heads through the damp ground and bump into squirrels running up and down trees with tasty looking nuts. Cheeky birds regret playing in the open mouth of a crocodile as it loudly snaps shut. My canoe begins to slowly sail along the long river through the rainforest, as tiny fish with shimmering scales, jump in and out of the water. As purple, blue and pink appears in the sky, everything goes to sleep.

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