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Hope you enjoy! Once upon a time, in a small, lonely town, there lived a girl called Rotachi. Rotachi was a very talented girl and very funny too. When Rotachi was very young, she lived happily with her parents; her parents both loved her very much. But one day, her father married another wife. She decided to put down Africa.

Shadows Cast By The Street Lights. Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them. In an endless grass field. Destined to live in this wilderness. Not taste the way wind does when. It is in the lungs of the free. It only knows the distance the chain runs. Any further and it cuts in. A constant reminder of being. Unable to run out beyond. What the teeth can crop. The place only the eyes can have.

What you think about me, I do not. For, in my paradise. Only I exist and you do not. But so much better than the crowded. What do I need? What do I do? You need some metal,. And you need an illusive pattern. Some sand would do some good as well. Sand, sand, wet the sand,. Take some clay, sprinkle the clay,. Plough them with your hands. Taken the pattern and be placed,. Followed by the binding sand,. Fill and fill till the brim.