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Senses

I hear the distant tree bell swaying the sound of the leaves... I hear the rusking of beach shells whilst the sand wears the waves on its sleeve. I felt the wind whisking through my hair trickling through to my arms.. I felt the blossoms falling on my head feeling the petals soft charm. I smelt the seasons rain drizzlng to the ground I smelt the jasmines blossoming whilst the scent lingers round and round. I tasted the humidity hot and dry then i tasted the nights chill cold and rye.

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