Baskadia

Need more oxygen

Green nature can save our world. Nature is a real beauty of this world.

Black is beautiful

Second chance

She knocked the door of the large hand monster that was awaiting any call, and he would drag mercilessly. But when he grabbed her hands, it slipped off which does not happen often, what was happening. The first thing her leaving spirit could say was"who knew this river could be this deep. Her body had no power as it succumbed to where ever the force took it. Why did her hands slip from the tight grip? A second chance. To see the world To appreciate life To learn it's value To believe the hope To be better people To cherish our loved ones

My small beautiful world

Everything is beautiful

WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL.IF YOU COULD FIND THE BEAUTY

the most beautiful flag in the world is the flag of somalia

Flag

Art wong

Art wong

The world around us is very beautiful

The beautiful bird sitting on the tree with a very beautiful scenery and good scenery

Human Development-creativity has always been the key to the world development

Creative Thinking: Destiny or Development? Creative thinking requires our brains to make connections between seemingly unrelated ideas. Is this the dreams we are born with ?

World is beautiful

The points accounts only when, millions others, follow now and then

Let me spit these rhymes first, before I get, to the points, and topic worst, Then the pick, of your crimes, sicking artist, to rehearse, From the core, sweating pore, swearing shore, with the daily chore, To study, with a buddy, for a lady, to be daddy, and be quite shady, With the quiet passion, tearing nights, with compassion, wearing whites, onto mansion, Gearing diet, with a pension, while hearing, me right from, the pension, Cheating the bloody, diddy tension, to beat the Jade e-invasion,

With Known Haters, Enters You, Renown Predators

Everyday’s been the same, within a prayer, of flame, Being ashamed, of the crisis, blaming the fame, for the demises, Teaming fate, with the dices, dreaming late, cheating the spices, Of hope, who beat the mices, of haters, with the vices, Meeting the later part, of our latter future, who greet me, to nurture the carts, with pleasure, And leisure, neat in closure, without the measure, Doubting the plagiarized ensured, about the plague, that raised, and cured, With the trust, as we piggyback, the

How beautiful the world is