Hyperbole

Sight : Looks Godlike

Smell : Smells horrific

Sound : Sounds magical

Taste : Tastes alien

Touch: Feels silky

I dragged myself out of bed at a sloth’s pace.

The clouds, full of saturated pink and purples, were so bright they looked they could blind with a glance.

The park was heaven-scent, protected by the godly cathedral and the magical flowers.

The waterfall fell smoother and softer than a roll of silk being unrolled.

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