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Miracles

The gentle wind I felt on my cheeks.Beginning of the trajectory you carried. It was for the sake of nothing that the King of the Window did. Rounded Spring color changed. My new happy life. Early rising and transport song songs. Both heavy luggage and sleepless nights. I am glad that everything is something. We will make more more Our miracles. Any morning shine as it is yellow. Like a nostalgic name New load. I hug you all the smile tail of you. If you feel a field with you as I need it. With you who I love more than anyone. I want to make love story. Also cold north wind of rain all day and evening. Both sad and long lines. Everything feels somewhat fun. Because you are next to me forever. I am alive. Such a thing? It is a good world. Nothing Sunday is past time as well. There was also a casual conversation Harmful tea. Miracles from all rounds. I am here for just being here. Early rising and traffic jams. Both heavy luggage and sleepless nights. I am glad that everything is something. Let’s rise even more Miracles of ours.

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