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They stroll through the garden of time with lots of synergy combined; hearts merges in one and passion walking hand in hand; summer burst through the trees and the temperature rage in the sea at a hundred- and ten-degrees warming hearts and soul, it was a beauty to behold.

The world has millions of us with something unique that you cannot touch, you can smell it in the air, and you can feel it everywhere. It is that feeling that you get when the universe gather together and you are moving in the same direction and you feel like you are floating in the heavens.

Faces smiling at you, faces asking , “how do you do?” faces moving with expressions and emotions that you cannot understand.

 Faces coming from a very long distance, faces asking lots of question, look at that face over there, it has so much to share, faces are welcoming, faces are laden with promises, faces painted on the wall, faces blended with the tree, faces can deceive you and me. Stoic faces, polka faces pretentious face, live in all places.

Sudden as a lark he appeared out of a dark with his face as hard as stone and a countenance of a dog chewing on chicken bones.
 He was trying to say something to me but he kept holding on to his knees. I could not understand what he was saying so, I watched him walk around the room banging the doors and punching the wall in front of him. 

He clenches his face and the blood fills up the vein and exhaustion fill the room. Tears rolled down his face and the tension fades, and I understand what he was saying to me.

Faces gather in the room spilling colors of hope and filling hearts with love and the miracle that came from above, sad faces, happy faces, exhausted faces, faces originated from the thirteen century, and faces that suddenly hatched out of the ground, faces with red lips and beautiful eyes smiles at you and instantly it makes my dreams come true.

Baby boomers faces standing next to the wall and millennial faces looking energetic and tall, and somewhere in the corner Gen Z is  smiling with an obnoxious looks on their faces trying to come out to enter the race and so the graceful ones went and hold their hands and laughter burst out of their lips.

Faces of old flashes across the screen, and faces of strangers wrapped up in my dreams, somewhere in time I must have met with them or it must be a dejavu  buried in my youth, and there are faces that I cannot see that I would love to meet with thee but  they kept hiding away from me.

Faces of peace complement your dress; your face will smile back at you when you are at your best, innocent faces walking in the street and guilty faces perishing in the heat,.

Cordial faces has gone on before and happy faces are knocking at your door. Tired faces are resting and joyous faces are singing, faces of peace are wrapped up in her bosom, and faces of love has the message that is pouring from above.
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