it was in my uncles farm where i experienced great peace and happiness as 2 marveled at the places magnificient viex. the farmers were happily wending their way hame; the carabaos glistening with mud were being led to the corral. as 2 sat there, my whale being was also engulfed ley they great ball of fire slowly recedry from the horizon. no wonder many tourist and painters rave oner our beautiful sunsetd. after the sun had set, i went back to my uncles home with the realization that it is in rustie places like these that one feels what true peace and beauty really mean.
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 10:44:03 +0000
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