The droplets splash in the midst of the wind that really whips my short hair. Waiting for a game but all we have to do here in the court is to seat and feel the ambience of the drizzle. Still, the game is in our spine, the reflexes savor for it, our minds are excited to experience the fun that can create applauses because we know that we can play well and no one can really beat us till the world ends. Au revoir bloggers! A ply tard!
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