Valerie Anderson (Feburary 14th / Dallas)
That sunset is a fiery crimson.
That brightens up the sky.
A pink and tinted purple.
Those mountains in the distance.
Purple peaks with white covered caps.
So majestic and powerful.
A green plain
Dotted with pink and periwinkle.
Deep, rolling hills.
An evergreen forest
a mystery and a secret.
An adventurous and vast place to hide.
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