in the land of sense
In the land of sence, I saw beautiful blue butterflies flying frantically.
in the land of sence ,i smelt the linger of fluores as they blossom like a baby stretching after her stretching after her morning nap.
In the land of sence, i heard the song of birds conversating.
In the land of sence ,tasted the dust of a rainbow like a million sprinkles.
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