text_original: Those soft pink circles which fell upon mj face and hands, canght in my hair, danced aronnd my feet, and frolicked over the billowy waves of bright, green grass — did I know they were apple blossoms
text_transcription: THOSE SOFT PINK CIRCLES WHICH FELL UPON MY FACE AND HANDS CAUGHT IN MY HAIR DANCED AROUND MY FEET AND FROLICKED OVER THE BILLOWY WAVES OF BRIGHT GREEN GRASS DID I KNOW THEY WERE APPLE BLOSSOMS
phonemes: ðoʊz sˈɔft pˈɪŋk sˈɜːkəlz wˌɪtʃ fˈɛl əpˌɑːn ˌɛmdʒˈeɪ fˈeɪs ænd hˈændz, kˈæŋht ɪn maɪ hˈɛɹ, dˈænst ˈæɹɑːnd maɪ fˈiːt, ænd fɹˈɑːlɪkt ˌoʊvɚ ðə bˈɪloʊi wˈeɪvz ʌv bɹˈaɪt, ɡɹˈiːn ɡɹˈæs — dˈɪd aɪ nˈoʊ ðeɪ wɜːɹ ˈæpəl blˈɔsəmz