Who am I?

You are the sound of demons screaming in the underworld.

You are the smell of candy freshly made in a factory.

You are the taste of sugar sprinkled on a rassberry’s grin.

You are the loving memory of my granny when she gave me my special teddy.

You are the feel of a loving heart looking after an orphanage.

You are the feel of a welcoming customer making your heart feel warm.

You are the sight of an ancient monument guardingthe gates of the underworld.

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