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The countless number of flowering plants are blooming in various shades of red, orange, yellow, and so forth.
The flying, beaked creatures are creating the most wonderful of melodies in the skies above.
During such 24 hours as stated previously, children of similar age, mental capacity, strength, and appearance as yourself...
Should be painfully burning several kilometers below the surface of the plant Earth, in what we call... Hell.
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