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18 years old, Female, Dalhousie
What Incandescence! And luminosity?Thought he of the morning- like a child, fresh and joyous. With clean air, cold and biting as a bee would, flapping across his freckled face. Like little drops of dew dancing and falling from glistening leaves. A thin film of mist enveloping the town like an innocent veil thrown carelessly- She called it thus. And tiny birds perched themselves on the parapets of sleepy houses, swinging cable wires, silvery poles and stray, smokeless chimneys, chirping provokingly, threateningly.
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