#positivity
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I saw a heap of bricks in my backyard, entangled in vastly grown ferns. They were not in condition of use, some were broken, worn out. They lost value and importance, they would never come in use and in some moment of time their existence would be erased. But the process of making of the…
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The wind sings harmony of October. We light up candles, the sun runs to west. A spicy fragrance infilters our dull senses. Cookies and coffee on table, what more we need is books.
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The process to salvation is often troublesome because the mind chooses free will always.