And I would continue to caress this beauty of Nature of the same day in this post, that was never the same again in the eye of my camera the following week when I returned to Cerok Tokun,
just like how I am in the eyes of Mrs. Rainfield now and the time when I dated her. She always complains. I grow older without getting any more wiser.
If observing further, she may start to collect, one by one, the wonders of an old man, just like what I am doing to Cerok Tokun,
though Cerok Tokun is very much older than me, and is billions of years old, she still keeps her beauty, the inimitable beauty.
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