The sun was setting, The sky was a beautiful pinky orange, Miles was outside. Gardening for his fruit he had grown, He always gardens on beautiful sunsets, The sun shined on his beautiful blond hair and face. Miles heard Matthew come outside. Miles smiled and putted the fruit into the basket and took off his gloves Miles: "Hi Honey! How was work today? Did you enjoy my strawberry sandwich I made?" He says politely
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