River

Once upon a time I could swim at the river. Stream, shine of waves and trees, loose clear sand and lots of fresh air of forest. Nature gives us so much: tranquility, ideas, relieve and sense of beauty. Can we cure about it, not distroy?picnic at the ricer 135

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