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She clung to the flower and whispered, awe shuddering through with each beat:
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to sense the blood pumping through to the tips, edges fluttering free with the wind.”
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Aww, the first lessons! Good take on the prompt. I can’t see 3 lines, though.
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Hmm. Not sure why you don’t see the three lines. Perhaps it is a matter of what the post is viewed on? If you use a tablet of computer screen it certainly appears as three. Thanks for letting me know it doesn’t always appear that way–I’ll look into the formatting for different screens! Na’ama
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