I donned my Kruger National Park hat to face the
sparkling sunlight, enjoying the bewitching caress
of a myriad flowers in rolling fields of soft Cape
gorse and succulents; all indigenous and unique,
how lovely the bounty of beauty, filling my soul
and bubbling to overflowing!
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