Little Turtle and big pinguen
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- Cotton candy clouds ina pastel hue,Reflecting the magic of the ocean's blue.Each sunset a canvas, a masterpiece grand,Nature's own wonderland, perfectly planned.On the Australian coastwhere the wild waves play,Dolphins dance in the sunlight, a joyful ballet.Whales sing their songs in a majestic display,Nature's grand symphony, day turns to night.
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- In the bushlands heart, where the eucalypts sway, Kangaroos graze, basking the ray. Through rustling leaves, the gentle winds play, its a melody of life, in natures ballet
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- With a gentle sway, on the branches it sits, hoping for jarrah, where the sunlight flits. A champion of patience, it waits for sign, for the perfect tree where the leaves interwine
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- So here begins our tale of delight, in the book of forever, they ll write through the night. With each page that turns, their hearts will remain, a story of love through joy and through pain
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- 1 New message from a stranger, must be another crazy men like always
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- Omg baby turtle soooo sweet!!!!!
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- Another day another moron. where do they always come from?
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- There was this young, strong beautiful woman. Lets call her Kat. She was in a good mood, was it the coffee or did she already know what was coming to her on the other side of the world?
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- Like every other evening Kat was sitting on her couch and watching her true crime series in which grumpy husbands prefer to eat pizzas then searching for there lost wifes as when suddenly her phone vibrates
- a picture that captures the bright morning pearl, eyes like the stars when the night does unfurl. in the quiet whispers of his heart shed whirl, a lovely mystery this unknown girl.
- Woooow that beautiful girl loves turtles too. normaly i dont do this but i mean a girl who loves turtles what can go wrong?
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- Hey there, sweet stranger, whats your name? in this world of texting, were both try to find the right way. from a tap of my thumbs, a spark might ignite. could this be the start of something so right?
- Ding! Theres the sound, my hear skips a beat, His name lights the screen oh, isnt this sweet? "im doing just fine, thanks for reaching out" with each little word, theres no room for doubt
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- On top of this the strange man send a friend request. we dont know if it was destiny or luck but Kat accepted
- he sends her a pic, the horizon so wide,"imagine you here, right by my side" the gulls call above, but his hearts in a trance,"lets make memories, lets take a chance
- the boat gently sways, like his heart in the breeze, each text that he sends brings him on his knees."soon well laugh togheter, under the stars, these moments we share will heal all our scars
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- In the meantime In switzerland, where the clocks are fine, every tick and tock is a perfect line.a melting pot of languages and lore, german french and italian galore. there was a man who calles this his home
- In scrubs of blue, she strides with grace, a calming presence in this bustling place. With steady hands and asoothing tone, she tends to her patient, never alone
- In the hustle, shes been caught, every day a juggling lot, but deep inside, her heart does crave, a daring trip, a chance to brave
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- One eve neath the stars, the southern cross in her eyes, the girl felt a tug, a pull to the skies. "To europe, ill venture, to see mountains rise, and perhaps in sweet switzerland, find asuprise
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- In the heart of paris, beneath the moonlight, a woman walks boldly, her spirit so bright. With gifts in her suitcase, weighed down like stones, each present a whisper of loves gentle tones
- Though the suitcase is heavy, her spirit stays free, with whispers of laughter, she claims her decree. in the glow of the lanterns, the seine softly flows, a woman in paris - where magic still grows.
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- in the meantime in a snack bar in switzerland. sam raves to his cousin about his newfound love not far away
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- In the heart of the Alps, so bold and grand, a swiss mans texts flew like snowflakes unplanned. To an aussie girl, where the surf meets the sand, their words danced together, a digital band
- I dream of a day when ill take her hand, togheter well wander, united well stand. In gardens of love, well plant seeds of our own, with laughter and joy, well build a home
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