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The document is a collection of short passages about various topics involving rainbows, including a person wanting rainbow hair, two people searching for the end of a rainbow, and clouds signaling an incoming event. It also includes passages about a man struggling to take ten more steps, fudge recipes, and the beliefs of a robot named Daisy.

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Love

The document is a collection of short passages about various topics involving rainbows, including a person wanting rainbow hair, two people searching for the end of a rainbow, and clouds signaling an incoming event. It also includes passages about a man struggling to take ten more steps, fudge recipes, and the beliefs of a robot named Daisy.

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• Love isn't always a ray of sunshine.

That's
what the older girls kept telling her when she
said she had found the perfect man. She had
thought this was simply bitter talk on their part
since they had been unable to nd true love like
hers. But now she had to face the fact that they
may have been right. Love may not always be a
ray of sunshine. That is unless they were
referring to how the sun can burn.
•

• They decided to nd the end of the rainbow.


While they hoped they would nd a pot of gold,
neither of them truly believed that the mythical
pot would actually be there. Nor did they
believe they could actually nd the end of the
rainbow. Still, it seemed like a fun activity for the
day, and pictures of them chasing rainbows
would look great on their Instagram accounts.
They would have never believed they would
actually nd the end of a rainbow, and when
they did, what they actually found there.
•

• She wanted rainbow hair. That's what she


told the hairdresser. It should be deep rainbow
colors, too. She wasn't interested in pastel
rainbow hair. She wanted it deep and vibrant so
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there was no doubt that she had done this on
purpose.
•

• There wasn't a bird in the sky, but that was


not what caught her attention. It was the clouds.
The deep green that isn't the color of clouds,
but came with these. She knew what was
coming and she hoped she was prepared.
•

• Ten more steps. If he could take ten more


steps it would be over, but his legs wouldn't
move. He tried to will them to work, but they
wouldn't listen to his brain. Ten more steps and
it would be over but it didn't appear he would be
able to do it.
•

• I recently discovered I could make fudge


with just chocolate chips, sweetened
condensed milk, vanilla extract, and a thick pot
on slow heat. I tried it with dark chocolate
chunks and I tried it with semi-sweet chocolate
chips. It's better with both kinds. It comes out
pretty bad with just the dark chocolate. The best
add-ins are crushed almonds and
marshmallows -- what you get from that is
Rocky Road. It takes about twenty minutes from
start to fridge, and then it takes about six
months to work off the twenty pounds you gain
from eating it. All things in moderation, friends.
All things in moderation.
•

• "It doesn't take much to touch someone's


heart," Daisy said with a smile on her face. "It's
often just the little things you do that can
change a person's day for the better." Daisy
truly believed this to be the way the world
worked, but she didn't understand that she was
merely a robot that had been programmed to
believe this.
•

• Turning away from the ledge, he started


slowly down the mountain, deciding that he
would, that very night, satisfy his curiosity about
the man-house. In the meantime, he would go
down into the canyon and get a cool drink, after
which he would visit some berry patches just
over the ridge, and explore among the foothills
a bit before his nap-time, which always came
just after the sun had walked past the middle of
the sky. At that period of the day the sun’s warm
rays seemed to cast a sleepy spell over the
silent mountainside, so all of the animals, with
one accord, had decided it should be the hour
for their mid-day sleep.
•

• I recollect that my rst exploit in squirrel-


shooting was in a grove of tall walnut-trees that
shades one side of the valley. I had wandered
into it at noontime, when all nature is peculiarly
quiet, and was startled by the roar of my own
gun, as it broke the Sabbath stillness around
and was prolonged and reverberated by the
angry echoes
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