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Sunflowers in the open, eating the sunshine, throwing color to the land, making the world appeasing. Trees training to reach tremendous heights, growing leaves and branches, splashing in the sunshine, like Jon on a Sunday morning. Bird-of-paradise, in paradise, walking, walking through the clouds, inhaling  the sunshine, Minding its own business.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
What the Sunshine Does
Sunflowers in the open, eating the sunshine, throwing color to the land, making the world appeasing. Trees training to reach tremendous heights, growing leaves and branches, splashing in the sunshine, like Jon on a Sunday morning. Bird-of-paradise, in paradise, walking, walking through the clouds, inhaling  the sunshine, Minding its own business.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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