In the quiet of early light,
a pink veil descends gently over the field.
Tall grasses stand, whispering secrets,
their forms etched in soft shadows.
A scene beyond time,
where past and future converge in stillness.
The air holds a sense of wonder,
as if on the brink of revealing an ancient truth.
This place, neither here nor there,
exists in a perpetual dawn.
A serene, ethereal moment,
captured between breaths.
One is left to ponder the mysteries,
hidden within the delicate hues and forms.
An eternal landscape,
inviting silent contemplation.
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