Nature is tranquil and mild, but sure, she is like the little Olive that wins every spurt by her perseverance. Here, commemorating the soul, beholding the emblem of the infinite and it belongs to him. The power or spirit you believe in, we will experience it too through your essence, through your unknowingly known presence, through you. Your very existence seems the most hypnotising scar. Gradually, your verdant juveniles are engraving the aura like their heart on their sleeves, keeping you breathing. Let the self be the holy saga, let the way people enchant your name be a hymn, let the divine legacy be conveyed. There's an ocean of hope, holding the little opportunity. One day you'll see, an illustrious tortoise with a jewel-encrusted shell would be dazzling near your window.
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