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She


her laughter ripples across the grassy meadows the clouds gurgled in happy apreciation she dances with the leaves dancing in the breeze her smile an enveloping warmth she sings a melody weaving with the gentle cascading waterfalls where rainbows drink her eyes pulls me in her lips drink me in her heart draws me in i am lost and don’t want to be found