Moving along the park, you could smell the sweet fragrances from the flowers. You could feel the warm sun touching your arms as the gentle wind brushed against your face. The peaceful atmosphere had allowed you to relax and listen to many other bird calls - the whistle of the Willie Wagtails, the bell rings of the Crimson Rosellas, the songs of the Magpies and loud laugh of the Kookaburras.
You decided to spend the rest of the day, reading in the park.
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