Life, or how it should be

Enjoying the music of chirping birds in the silence of the four hour sunset by a lake accompanied by the distant whirr of the random car passing in the distance and the rolling percussion of thunder in the back while dipping my leg in the lake, a slight drizzle now starts forming a bass line with the lake (more like a choir) and I'm in shorts, das ist lieben mein freund
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