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I remember being layed at the edge of the lake listen music with my radio, a soft and cheering music which  i was in love with it, while the waves surfed slowly and they touched my toe's finger.

The birds were singing and the trees make sound due to the mild wind that blew in that place, but not in a distance time, all this calm and silence was unmaking, the birds leaved  frightening 

I'm sorry but I think we lost the internet connection at the end of the class and that's why the rest of the essay wasn't saved.