Near the windows; There is a garden. It feels pretty. After it rains; The plants begin to Bud. It feels cool. In the springs; The buds becomes flowers. It feels like heaven. The window ledges are the best frames for These beautiful sites I looked at all the precious things through the windows. After thinking for a second; I opened the windows of my life; and flew to the garden as a butterfly. Akshara.P.S. VI STD Bhavan'sVikas Vidyalaya, Ponanai, Kerala
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