The suns lazy rays break through the dense tree tops, the wind parting the emerald sea of leaves as it plays its gentle notes.
She breathes in the sweet melody and exhales, the birds playing backup to the soft tones as they bounce from branch to branch. A smile parts her lips, her fingers pressed against sun warmed paper as another page turns. Her eyes cast downward toward a softly sleeping angel resting against her lap, a scent of lavender.
The paper rustles as the pages close, her head leaning against the bark of the tree as her eyes slip shut. The feeling inside her growing, more and more every day....
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8
62
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70
70
70
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60
34
52
77
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-
-
30
80
66
70
62
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66
58
51
70
20
50
20
50
51
28
70
