to "belonging." Computer programs aren't soulless, are they? Think of a feather about to embark on another leg (or leaf) of its journey. Now consider the pit of a peach as a heart. Or consider a blank page as the canvas for conversing. FYI: the nickname for this bush is "the breath of heaven."
no ripeness substitutes for fragrance from the pie as the air takes over and moves itself o'er sidewalks, and I wish to enter the meadow and ride hard til dawn
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