Growing up in Iowa...
No valleys
No oceans
No mountains do I see
Only fields of corn
And patches of trees in the country make up the landscape
Wait until the sun sets
The sunsets...
They create a picture
In the distance
In the sky
The clouds sink down
They appear as mountains in the distance
The sky lights up
Like a horizontal rainbow
Yellow, orange, pink
Light greens and blues
Then it fades into the ground
The night begins
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