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RE: Digital art by @xpilar" Write a short poem about the picture and you will be rewarded"

in WORLD OF XPILAR11 days ago

Mist droplets on the grass,become free particles, in the glare of the sun.
Golden light illuminates everything around. Green crops come home, cultivated by the farmer.

Birds fly far away,
go in search of their food.
A flock of guest birds,
attacks this city.