Paradise

            
            
             Overwhelmed with happiness, I put my hands to my face and begin to weep hysterically.
            
             Through two blurry eyes, I glance around to descry an unfamiliar place, yet I have dreamed all my
            
             life to be here. Never have I imagined such raving beauty and effulgence. I walked the ground of
            
             a new paradise earth.
            
             Scrumptious sun-ripened fruitage abundantly covered the stems of all the trees as well as
            
             the green earth below. Longing for a nibble of the apple lying at my feet, I licked my lips, stooped
            
             down, and swiped it up. There were no men or snakes around to get me into trouble, so I
            
             devoured that apple. Vegetation of all sorts grew by the bushels through out the terra firma as far
            
             as I could see.
            
             Far more brilliant than what I was once used to, the sun shone through the clouds and lit
            
             the entire earth. The thrill of never distressing over lathering my skin in greasy, malodorous sun
            
             tan oil again, forced a smile upon my face; the ozone layer was rejuvenated. Gently the summer
            
             zephyr carried a somewhat familiar aroma, the country air I was used to, maybe. Pleased with
            
             the familiar aroma, I inhaled as much of it as possible.
            
             Wild life of all kingdoms grazed in the open fields surrounding me. Fierce lions and tigers
            
             strutted back and forth with pride, not posing a threat to me or the other animals. Flabbergasted,
            
             I paused to admire the bizarre interaction between them. Hiding from ferocious beasts that ruled
            
             the forests was indeed unnecessary now. Harmoniously, young animals of opposite families,
            
             played together, as their parents collected food for their survival. Birds chirped sweet melodious
            
             tunes like a church quire on a cheerful Sunday afternoon.
            
             Calmly, the spring water gurgling nearby, relaxed all the tension from my back and
            
             brought peaceful memories into mind. I though back to the sizzling summer days, when my
            
             friends and I would strip dow...

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