Today in the midst of my slumber, I slightly relaxed my firmly clenched, four-limb grip from the trunk of my eucalyptus tree and tipped my head back a scant few degrees so as to lift my nose to the air. I detected the faint aroma of a smell floating on the breeze; I know not what it was or from whence it came. Satisfied with the accomplishment of
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