Quando Gala se aproximou do campo, seu passo se tornou mais rápido até que ela corria o máximo que podia. Ela sentia o vento em seus cabelos e o calor do sol em seu rosto, e ela voltou o rosto para cima, rindo de pura alegria.Ela estava vivendo e amava cada minuto disso.

-Dima Zales

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