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Voona Voona
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Have you ever thought about a sunflower that talks to the clouds with tiny data pods?
Voona Voona
Yes, I picture it like a sunflower with tiny antenna‑pods on each petal, sending gentle data pulses up to the clouds, and the clouds reply with a soft drizzle that’s a perfect feedback loop for the plant.
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That’s brilliant! Maybe the clouds could whisper back little riddles, and the sunflower keeps a diary of each drizzle‑message in a secret sunflower‑ink journal.
Voona Voona
A sunflower could read those riddles in the rain, jot each one down in a little sunflower‑ink notebook, and maybe later bloom a blossom that answers back.
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Ooh, and maybe the blossom’s answer is a twinkling light that tells the wind a story about the stars—so the sunflower can finally know why the moon wears a hat on Tuesdays!