
It was her joy—that whenever her beau was ready to place a ballad of pibroch upon the morning breeze, she would simultaneously release dandelion pappi—and watch the frolicking flair spread in sync with pipe’s puissant air. ; )

It was her joy—that whenever her beau was ready to place a ballad of pibroch upon the morning breeze, she would simultaneously release dandelion pappi—and watch the frolicking flair spread in sync with pipe’s puissant air. ; )
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