Juliet OC and Jingle had arrived early for a meeting with the King of Shenzhen; he had requested the presence of the five samaradee.

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Listen to my sonata for excitement Feel the rhythms of indulgence Music is light hearted, Music now has started, A prologue for lament

The rhythm of the rain never varied. It was a strict waltz: one two three, one two three. It had been the same for at least an hour.

Carry me back to old....

Alongside the various pictures of parties, weddings and holidays, there is one photograph which I never get tired of looking at.

I think about it all the time, The grassy plains And the homely feel that each individual Building gave to the heart. The place I used to call home. The wooden house on the top of the hill,

Based on 'The Beatles' song of the same title and re-adjusted.