Colored ink.
Bells.
Hearing the birds wake up.
A ride on a cold night.
Chocolate Cream pie.
Color.
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I feel the earth move sunward, I join the great march onward, And take, by faith, while living, My freehold of thanksgiving. ~from "My Triumph" by John Greenleaf Whittier
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