Required words:
1. Wafting 2. Daub 3. Whispers 4. Dank 5. Flutters 6. Perchance 7. Folly
8. Happenstance
The happenstance of love came with a daub of hungry came sweet and pure of scent came wafting on the wind. I sneezed after a moment an intense reaction to come on intense as folly leads one to whisper "come smell, lead on". And though whispers of remorse followed whistled like wind over heartburn chanted not scent, nonsense! trumpeted, not forward, turn and run! The flutters in my heart shivered quivered with each step nearer fretted to myself ignore your liver delivered myself to a dank smile. Oh, what could of been perchance was missed what could be spots on precious skin what could be sweet or sinister what could be dangerous or dazzling Never made it past the perfume salesman.
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