And when the light touch the object, it bring colours, as wind touch they start to breathe...with God mercy...we see all beauty in front of us, inside our own heartbeats.
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And when the light touch the object, it bring colours, as wind touch they start to breathe...with God mercy...we see all beauty in front of us, inside our own heartbeats.
oh what a beautiful lines dear Unwritten Soul. Have a great time.