Between buddies, light sunshine, drunk a shade fine grass, green fields empty, the wind flowers. Once wet heart in time, make, and years under twitter, invite drink company. The field of wind, the sky, swaying to suddenly so far out to a cool and refreshing and fragrant.
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Cloud has light, the wind has far, much, but only on under eyebrows, heart. Of all things, seems to have far too vague. Accidentally and turn the pink, spring, summer, autumn and in a cicada language itself away from the bosom. And I, still keep that a persistent alone in the joy, erratic if have if have no of waiting, even, stretch hand to place, the voice of spare rain penetration, lonesome. Perhaps, and somehow have doomed, flower elsewhere, scenery in their homes, to derive the ravishing beauty took. So, just can have so many casual errors, achievement unexpected inevitable.
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