Question

The night was silent and still, its silence and stillness broken now and then by a gentle breeze and the hooting of an owl in the distance.

Answer 1

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Dark brown swampland meets, Where frogs roam free. Willow, that’s her name. They think your weeping, why have you led them to believe so? Weeping Willow, That’s what I’m told happens so.

MOUNTAINS IN THE CLOUDS

Sometimes at night as the sun is setting, Falling below the hills like an old balloon, I see them. Mountains in the sky Ominous mounds of magic or cloud

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