If only this century were our century of paradise, the beauties would be resurrected. Staying for another century is a burden not on the soul, but on the heart.,🌸

I was struck by the beauty that turned me in the wheel of my time, we were the same soul,πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸŒΈ

Heaven is the mother of the fairies of our age, our own soul must learn to love now, our parts,🌸🌸🌸

We should sit at the table of inexhaustible treasures under the ground, May her heaven be blessed, maybe it is very close to our entire existence.🌸🌸

To love was a state of faith, it was the truth that took us to our beautiful heavenly age.πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸŒΈπŸŒΈ

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