I was, no longer able to hear sound of the waves on the beach, as it was when I lived in Bali, but once, I was accompanied by the rush of water from my fish pond that is always flowing. The air and wind tends to be cooler, and plants were still always sprout, accompanied with a light that always shines bright sun.
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