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I hear the sweet sound of my cat purring at the end of my bed.
I smell the soft smell of flowers and my moms plants.
I feel my cat's fur well he lase on my lap.
I see the trees moving back and forth making shadows as they move.
As soon as I wake in the door I taste honey.
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