The Senses around the GTS Tree
I walked up to a huge tree and saw the leaves gliding down.
Then I smelled the smoke of the car going past me.
I could hear the leaves rustle above me.
I could taste the filthy tree as my tongue slid on it.
I could feel the silk of a spiders web as my finger poked it.
Then I smelled the smoke of the car going past me.
I could hear the leaves rustle above me.
I could taste the filthy tree as my tongue slid on it.
I could feel the silk of a spiders web as my finger poked it.
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