the aroma of honeyed strawberries tickled our noses as the verdure scraped our feet, a perpetual meadow we perched on while butterfly's ascended in the heavens. the sun licked our skin while the oscines piped in our ears, amiable divulgences in my ear perfecting my figure as we transferred docile smiles making us lovesick.
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