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Sunrise at Fantasy Garden
The first blush of sunrise painted the horizon in warm gold and soft rose, casting a gentle glow over the garden. The path beneath your feet felt cool from the night, leading you between lush palms and vibrant blooms opening to greet the day. The air was fresh and alive, carrying the mingled fragrance of flowers and damp earth. Somewhere nearby, the soft murmur of a fountain danced in harmony with the sweet, layered songs of birds perched in the branches above. Every breath, every sound, every glimmer of light seemed to weave together into a moment of pure, unhurried beauty — a reminder that the world still holds quiet wonders for those who walk slowly enough to see them.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=saaLW0jiiUE&list=RDsaaLW0jiiU...
Easy - The Commodores
Sunrise at Fantasy Garden
The first blush of sunrise painted the horizon in warm gold and soft rose, casting a gentle glow over the garden. The path beneath your feet felt cool from the night, leading you between lush palms and vibrant blooms opening to greet the day. The air was fresh and alive, carrying the mingled fragrance of flowers and damp earth. Somewhere nearby, the soft murmur of a fountain danced in harmony with the sweet, layered songs of birds perched in the branches above. Every breath, every sound, every glimmer of light seemed to weave together into a moment of pure, unhurried beauty — a reminder that the world still holds quiet wonders for those who walk slowly enough to see them.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=saaLW0jiiUE&list=RDsaaLW0jiiU...
Easy - The Commodores