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Submitted to Contest #239
Lily was long used to being the only one who could see them or feel their effects. They looked rather like tendrils of milkweed, or the fragile seeds of a dandelion blown for a wish. They floated down from the sky like raindrops over her head, the drops of wonder coating her dark hair like snowfall. Her head soon became full of them, and because she was full of wonder, every stick she found, every stone and acorn cap and feather was a thing to be marveled at, stuffed into her pockets until they were bursting with bits of moss and cowslip. ...
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