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BREATHING THE SCENT OF WET SOIL, GRASS POKING BETWEEN YOUR COLD TOES.
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COLD AND MISTY AIR BREEZING WITHIN YOUR HAIR.
LITTLE RAINDROPS POURING DOWN YOUR CHEEKS
LOOK ACROSS THE MEADOW WAY.
LIGHT GLISTENING FROM YOUR EYES.
THE LAST RAINDROP ROLLING DOWN YOUR LIPS.
THIS IS YOUR STORY, TAKE A MOMENT TO INHALE.
LET'S CAPTURE IT PASSIONATELY, FRAME IT BEAUTIFULLY,
TOGETHER.
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