Breathing in the warm slightly heavy air, covered with the scent of fresh rain. A light cool breeze blows my skirt against my ankles, and slowly moves the clouds up above creating beautiful mix of sunlight and clouds, as the sun started coming up over the tress. The grass at a slight sheen from the dew that had fallen on it early that morning, and the rose bushes had differing shades of color of the different roses.
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