the cool refreshing droplest splashed on my cheeks.
I walked,
and walked, and walked,
not knowing where I was going.
The trees swashed as a chilly spring
gently caressed their brances.
A cute white white rabbit scampered
Across a wide open field.
He stopped in front of me in a
patch of esmerald.
He had a quizzical look on his farry little face.
He wiggled his cars,
crinkles his nose,
and scratched his whiskers like
an old man.
I stalted to laught.
He ran off into the distance
looking like a pearl in a patch of scarweed.
The cool refreshing droplest splashed on my cheeks.
I walked,
and walked, and walked,
not knowing where I was going.[...]
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