The feeling of few cavernous counts, indeed a deep breath.
The first time of reading the books , indeed a new beginning.
The end of first trajectory of things , indeed covering all one to end.
The smile of writing pit in a table , indeed a independent index
The foremost weather of the day, indeed blue in colour
The ideal relation meaning , indeed does exist on few platoons.
The world of upbringing in the moment, indeed upheaval of thoughts.
The end lies to be in the process, indeed covering the all new addresses .
The kindness of world, indeed a deputy of time.
The idea to change, indeed never do on the price of living.
The indefinite period of writing, indeed on the manifesto to begin.
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