Leaves ...
longer a stroll on the synusiem ... just as far away from city noise and constant race against time ... Suddenly I feel warm on your face shimmering rays of the sun, I close my eyes instinctively taking full advantage of its charms ... cover me after a while, light and soft sounds like a touch of delicate leaves, slowly lift the soul ... the eyelids and eyes appears to me to be another miracle of nature ...
Previously, only the cameras hearing aids, practically, in this case could only be enjoyed through the eyes of ... and now I have double the honey of the soul;) Although the ideal of the meaning of speech still have far, you already know that, at least ambient sound will never give up hybrid:)))
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