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October 19, 2018
I see a signal warning to stop.
I see the sunflower drifting through the wind.
I hear the roar of a lion echoing through the cave.
I hear a highlighter screeching across my page.
I taste the salty chip dryout my tongue.
I taste the sweet pepper satisfy my mouth.
I smell the nail polish drying on her nails.
I smell the moldy cheese from where the mouse trails.
I feel the tennis ball ricocheted off my racquet.
I feel the lemon squirting into my eyes.
© Kate F., Dayton, TN
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