That Day... [✔]

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That day...

Sparks of happiness would charge every beat of my heart.

There would be fresh breeze, filling my lungs, and me, me wanting every bit of this.

There would be a sunflower standing out among a thousand red roses.

The feeling felt by petals of a flower, when the cool breeze glides her soft fingers as she passes by...
A tingle felt by them, by her mere touch..

That day like the mesmerizing melodies of psithurism...

A day when sunshine treads on earth..
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