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Times.

So many,

So different.

A blooming flower with such sweet smell.

A bee on your finger, wings buzzing.

A bird flies by.

The wink of the sun under your hat.

Times.

So many of them.

The breeze on your skin.

A tweet from the trees.

A startle.

A lady bird perches on your shoulder before flying away.

Times.

So many of them.

A step on the brown leaves.

The soft graze of grass leaves on your ankles.

Times.

So many of them.

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