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I sent a kiss on a westering wind: the kiss howled across the plains and hills; it brushed the underbrush; it stroked the cattails; it kicked up a dust storm; it made the cactus bristle; it teased the lilies; it snuck across the shore and stirred the ocean; and whipped through sails; it picked up the scent of gardenias and honeysuckle; it wrote, "I love you," in the clouds; it lifted a bird's wings and whipped across a flag as it glided toward your house... and now finally, the kiss has arrived at your door.