Beneath the winds of the sunny days, trees and mountains were always praised, be amazed to the promising land made by his faithful hands.
Explore your soul through the blue skies, uplift your faith and close your eyes, feel the things that makes you smile, for you to be satisfied.
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Vanessa, we have given our hearts away a sordid boon, Under His untitled nobility Why His Grace we can't feel? Perhaps, maligned by malice In this world are shady deal. CP