Far beyond the sea of the world is my beautiful place, So if you want to know more about my beautiful place then read through these magical paragraphs carefully.
It was one bright Saturday morning, and as I took a look outside my bedroom window I could see the flow of sand drifting through the cute baby's little fingers, little girls dressed in stunning island costumes, as if they were going to dance at a show and old people walking velvetly with their canes and walking sticks.
It was one bright Saturday morning, and as I took a look outside my bedroom window I could see the flow of sand drifting through the cute baby's little fingers, little girls dressed in stunning island costumes, as if they were going to dance at a show and old people walking velvetly with their canes and walking sticks.
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