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It was the middle of summer. I was returning home through the fields. Everywhere was adorned with beautiful flowers. Red, white, pink crocuses; fragrant, hairy clovers; daisies with milky white crowns and very yellow centers, with their unique scent; long, yellow sesame seeds resembling tulips; lavender marshmallows; funnel-shaped ivy flowers that