Without you; I was no doubt able to hold the bouquet of redolently mesmerizing flowers in my palms; capsizing them forcefully with my tiny fists,
But try as hard as I could; I miserably failed; every time I probed to smell; even an inconspicuous iota of their wonderfully enchanting and exotically tingling essence.
Without you; I was no doubt able to uplift my diminutively impoverished body from cold ground; formidably ensuring the grip of my soles with loose chunks of orphaned soil,
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