A gust of wind blows through my face
While I peak outside the square frame
Mesmerized by what I see
I remain awestruck by the scenic beauty
Nature at its peak
The white Himalayas and green woods
Welcoming me with a smile
While the flowing river guide me into the mountains
High on the ridge
Panoramic view gets larger than life
Giving me the chills
While the valley lies underneath I stand
Frantic as a spectator
I wish the time would freeze
And I would be immortal
Just by being a part of Kalinchowk forever
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