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[title] => the first time i fell in love
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[bodytext] => I remember hearing only good sounds; birds were chirping sweetly and clean and crisp; the normally howling roadsters were deafened by the symphonic sounds of the wind playing the grass flutes; my heart hummed a tune as catching and uplifting as an acapella group. I saw stars of gold when I shut my eyes and they danced the sugar plum fairy; a shimmering glaze radiated off the tallest tree, which I looked down on from my elated position in the glorious sky. My stove top soul glowed hot and sent raindrops spitzing, and spiraling away from my head, showering my entire body in a warm mist, as it levitated over my sparkling hair; each of my nerve endings had been jolted and sensitized to the extreme; my blood boiled and frothed and burned and bubbled in my veins and numbed and, at the same time, accentuated my skins ability to feel; fuzzy and shocking. I could taste the richest, most luxurious cake, dipped in Mackinaw Island fudge, blistering hot, and surrounding with chocolate cover cherries; the creamiest asparagus and avocado dip on stone pressed Mexican corn chips, and I’d not had a morsel of food all day! Simply spoonfuls of affection. Everything was an experience; nearly, my nose was overwhelmed – warm, intoxicating smell of a match just lit; lavender rose pungent and pretty; the neck of the one I loved; - and its intake put my into a lazy rest, the kind were you’re awake with closed eyes.
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