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Fruite Punch 1
Kites ride on the wind, balloons ride on the hot air, through the flawless blue, to the shaking fruit in the sun issued an invitation in August. It's summer time! A paradise in exile. Salt lakes are pink, pastures are green, and hay is stacked on green fields of watermelons. Half lying, side by side, basking in the sun, thoughts led to a fantastic battle...
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