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The green Canyon stretches to the clouds
The yacht sails to the snow-white beach
Grass and trees in the fog are drawn to the sun
The road to the forest with green fog
Steps leading to the seashore
A traveler walks through snowdrifts to the sun
Along the path along the path we go to the green forest
A window open to the tropical breeze
The bird took me to the nest
Robert Carlyle's eyes looked out from the painting
The maniac tied the victim to the table
On a big old tree, branches have let go to the bottom