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What genus of musing holds the simple probability of summoning that day? Why, for some profound eccentricity, it may be thus; that nothing more aloof than sublimity itself could have brought fair Winnie out. T’was a venture, to be sure. However, less that shall be thought of his befuddling nature, a nature of pure sunlight and honey nectars, would be quite an eccentricity indeed. But of the course, by some astral wandering, the grandeur figure held by a bear, a bear for clarity! How picturesque it may have been—that patch of ever-growing, ever-sleeping woods; cradled in the juvenile fibers of the mind. If some fool’s wrath be done, let it spare this place of purity, for its loss would be all too great for life itself to take time and calculate. Now, now...let us formulate the awakening of these fair plains. Crimson clouds of robust earth, filled solely with, naturally, the fruits, yet in this case vegetables, of begotten carrots. Animals may gather to feast but there would be no redundant bestial atmosphere, no, by the least let them be granted hearth from the wickedness. They shall be humane, respectable for any other moral-stricken mortal to judge with pleasurable eyes which dance with the superfluous. Oh, but how cruel bitter life may trick an incapacitated soul to weep, for the lack of respect in name to match the occasion. Fraught upon the poor Winnie...a pooh! What must Childhood birth for such justification of a timeless place? For fortune spares even mine eyes, wringing them delicately lacking the blunt carving of misery’s swift dagger. Ah, lest fool’s pearls be cast into, I repeal all for once: Let this land shine ethereal as gold, as heartfelt as emotion itself!