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Senses poem by Sujaya, Jack, Thomas and Will

I can hear wicked wind whipping through the trees, rustling the leaves,
streams swishing peacefully,
poisonous snakes hissing,
I can taste honey as rich as gold,
succulent meat from a young deer,
mushrooms like salty marshmallows,
it makes me feel oppressive,
light headed and dreamy.
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