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trees
She looked over the baby trees in her yard, mentally picturing them as tall stately giants they will be in a couple of generations. Until then, it was her duty to pave their way to adulthood.
moon
Ah, the moon, reflecting the three phases of a woman's life, was now waning. The woman looked at her goddess and reflected how she herself was now nearing her waning phase, wondering what this new life was going to bring her.
overjoyed
I was overjoyed to see the carnival ride into town. It's been a year since I faced the Pharaoh's Chariot, and I was actually going to get on it this time. I steeled my nerves and handed the money for the ticket to a mysteriously smiling redheaded girl at the counter.
bleak
The outlook is bleak, said the astrologer as she drew the map of the constellations as they were at the time of Trina's birth. But not impossible to overcome.
rustling
There was a rustling in the leaves, as a young hedgehog poked his head out of the the red-orange-brown pile in the corner of the backyard. Sticking his nose into the already chilly air, he wondered what else needs doing before the rains come.
stood
There I stood on my own. The words of the song echoes in her brain as she was preparing for a solo protest for a cause she would die for. And no one was there to join her, but it mattered not one bit.
blast
A blast of cold air almost swept the tiny human off his feet, but he persisted in his journey to the North Pole. I know there is a Santa and I must find him. He must help me get my sister back.
eternally
Eternally yours, said the signature on the note, but no name. He stood looking at the lightly scented note, clearly from an elegant lady, and had no clue where it came from.
seconds
I want seconds, Lisa exclaimed even before she started the wonderful homecooked dinner her sister prepared. I have never had roasted artichokes the way you prepare them.
probable
While you theory of the birth of the universe is possible, it's not probable, said her distiguished professor. What he didn't know was that yesterday she traveled back to the time when the first tiny speck of space dust appeared in the void.
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