The Enchanted Hill
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
There was a person
Walking in the middle of a dry tar road
In a cold windy day
Passing through the middle of thick bushy forest
She heard a strange pitched cry
And jumped in shock
Despite the freezing weather and the cruel winds
She continued walking through that mysterious place persistently
After walking miles and miles,
She dug a pit to bury her worries
Till she found a box of colorful shimmering gems
She wasn’t attracted by such gems
And walked further in this tormenting and devouring rain
In a great hope to find something.
After walking miles and miles,
The rain stopped
She saw the hill of enchantment
Where she saw a peak
filled with precious diamonds and stones
That could last a lifetime
She picked up the coins and diamonds
Walked away from the hill and reached her home
she hoped to see the enchanted hill again
To find her hidden prophecies and lucks.
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