A black shirt in the meeting for a new project, and, a tie
of pink colour after few days before Christmas, to make me nervous of the tie
worn by mistake, reminded me the newest possible to speak and come out perfect
with a dream of an eagle in my shoulder.
Thinking deep into the memory, the musical instrument was
bagpiper and the tunes were on top of each other, with the next being the shoes
to be checked.
The stranger was the flower in the ears, to add the garden.
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