I think of the wind sweeping through my hair as I ride high on a swing. I think of how my tastebuds tingle deliciously as I put a spoonful of nutella in my mouth. I think of myself snuggled in a blanket on a cold winter morning. I think of the aroma that the first drops of rain hitting the hot Earth, create. I think of the crispness of the pages of a brand new book. I think of these things and the world is a happier place.
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