A veil of mist clung to the ancient willow tree, its weeping branches casting/draped/falling over a tranquil/still/serene pool. The air hummed/buzzed/sang with an unseen energy, and faint/soft/subtle whispers seemed to drift/float/wander on the breeze. Some said/believed/claimed these were the voices of long-lost/forgotten/ancient spirits, seeking/

زندگی کے سفر میں چل رہی ہے، اور سب چلتا جاتا ہے، بنا اس خواب کا زیادہ حصہ. میں ' یہ یقین کہ زندگی عشق کی جگہوں سے ملے ہوئے، اور رنگ سُپر|جگا دیا ہے. تم زندگی کا ہونا| خوبصورت| نیندوں میں آنے والا، �

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