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Yellow sings, like the sun blowing warmth on the skin. It is a sweet morning that smells of hope. Pink whispers, like a petal dancing in the light air. It tastes like a dream melting on the tongue. Strawberry pulses, bright red with a summer scent. Its flavor is the fresh touch of a kiss. And between colors, smells and flavors, the world blends together, soft and bright — like a picture painted with the senses.
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