addressing the dew, waiting for the sun, turn on wet leaves
tell, there is still love this morning, the universe is hurt, give me a smile
the purity of air, the purity of love, sincere soul, the soul radiates the spirit of marching,reached the horizon
morning is the hope, that recites prayers, a day full of shimmer, the world is not finishedplease
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