Friendship
Friendship smells like red roses from a fresh garden on our picnic.
Friendship looks like rain falling down from the beautiful blue sky playing tiggy.
Friendship tastes like white melting marshmallows when they’re cooked above a bonfire.
Friendship feels like a nice squishy warm blanket.
Friendship sounds like a beautiful voice speaking beside me.
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