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The untouched lands of the savannah.


Submitted:Feb 27, 2013    Reads: 91    Comments: 14    Likes: 7   



The golden streaks from the sun penetrate the scorched savannah soil.

The radiant sapphire waters command animals to gulp out of it.

The soft graceful clouds freely pass over unexplored lands.

The unpicked flowers flourish leaving a scent of purity.

The emerald Baobab Tree survives and stores tales that have never been voiced.

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Hugo





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