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The word met the mind

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If the hot summers sparkle onto the face and the number of years is already remarkable, then one takes the pain more composedly what results from lacking water and the missing pasture.

The beauty of the shapes you see are the young people from the villages countryside. With the years the skin gets wrinkled, it affects not only the foreheads and the hands.

The word you said in the first view scored the meaning fully and met the mind. The untold story goes on, it brings the trodden-down tracks together.

You went old without knowing it, since the mirror doesn’t tell it to you.

Tremolo

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