mountains tower over the valley,
yielding shadows.
heat empties the river, and
everything is dry,
and the wind roars,
rose bushes cover the hills,
this is the valley of my heart.
Posted in response to the challenge Acrostic.
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listening to the sweet call of a flute
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It's so odd to think that
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