The room is open, circular, made of windows rather than walls. The domed ceiling stretches high overhead, all metal work and etchings from a time gone by.
circular your life with full of joy and people around you, so you can get your ideas and life circulated. circular makes everything flow, not stick to the same area all the time.
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Even the songs of birds hurts. They are so innocent, they reach so high with their voices. It is a circular damage that occurs when you run from even the good feelings. When you hide your ears to the pure things. Goodness throws dirt into relief.
Life cycle is circular. History is sometimes circular in that it repeats itself. Rings are circular. No particular beginning or end yet they continue a cycle that bids familiarity.
The room is open, circular, made of windows rather than walls. The domed ceiling stretches high overhead, all metal work and etchings from a time gone by.
circular your life with full of joy and people around you, so you can get your ideas and life circulated. circular makes everything flow, not stick to the same area all the time.
Even the songs of birds hurts. They are so innocent, they reach so high with their voices. It is a circular damage that occurs when you run from even the good feelings. When you hide your ears to the pure things. Goodness throws dirt into relief.
Life cycle is circular. History is sometimes circular in that it repeats itself. Rings are circular. No particular beginning or end yet they continue a cycle that bids familiarity.