In a place of unfamiliar country, my hair tousled in invigorating air and exhilaration. I was happy, undoubtedly.

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In a place of unfamiliar country, my hair tousled in invigorating air and exhilaration. I was happy, undoubtedly.
It's in the air. Falling in love, it's too easy.
She passed by pockets of wild flowers and the air grew fragrant with growing things. She decided to delight in all the light.
In the silence of the soft air he heard her and he wondered what pain made her laugh like that.
I am a vampire as my senses fed involuntarily on the world. I can't stop looking - the glow of the air, and deep lovely blue are a taste blazing with color.
His ghost watched her draw the curtains across empty air. She wished he was still alive, surely her uneventful life was nothing waiting for him.