the swallows piped over head as our figures beset in the tall pasture, the indigo sky repleted the heavens leaving the opulent meadow and efflorescence of blossoms respire the essence of you, the sun radiated over our grins while we indicated the clouds in the heavens, our euphoria bountiful.
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