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every minute, we think back about the ho place to the level, we can’t exclaim even Here,

the morns wake up the people, the sun beaht awakes the convictions and

slants of the visiters The smoke and the nicotine, the wine and the alchohol even can’t fetchof the beautiful lake outside thegives sight to even a stone-deaf person

~I can only afford allery in the eye which reveals and

launches the signs of nature Beneath the feet, if ever pabbles co here at this spot, i swear, they’ll be felt as soft as a

cotton bud Nevertheless, we didsarcashts Here, if

the sun scolds us, we’ll embellish our love on it and shall never untolerate it This last activity is the love Shall miss the

water, we played with, shall adore the spot, shall coain with our PARTNERS~

~I TELL YOU, THIS IS THE HARDEST GOODBYE BEING UNKNOWN TO THE TIME AND THE SITUATIONS, COMING