scenes

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Fresh new book opens wide and swallows me whole!Taking time to acclimate I catch my breath,Focusing as scenes and characters unfoldTo instill memories of their length and breadth.
Peach clouds tumble over an autumn morning. Cool, almost impeccably sharp Yet Soft, light, feathery, cushioning the blow: A collision of ecstasy   Frozen grass breathing again with
A meadow so quiet you can hear each snowflake land, as it hits the crisp glistening snow top. A sky so clear even the stars reflect off the blurry ground
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