In the quiet morn, where whispers dwell,
A village blooms in a tranquil spell.
The rooster's crow, the dawn's embrace,
A gentle start to a cherished place.
Fields of green and skies so wide,
The river's song, a gentle glide.
In every heart, a story weaves,
Through rustic paths and autumn leaves.
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The shepherd's call, the children's cheer,
Echo through the atmosphere.
A tapestry of lives entwined,
In simple joys, true peace we find.
Under the banyan's ancient shade,
Tales of yore are gently laid.
Elders speak of days gone by,
Of laughter shared and tears they cry.
As twilight falls, the hearths alight,
Stars emerge to grace the night.
In village life, both old and new,
Our hearts find home, in skies of blue.
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