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We take you to a trip way up north, where the seagulls are laughing and fishes are bathing in the never setting sun. Can you hear the sounds of the universe? The truth sings a song with the light of the sun. This is the place where your toughts are free and where you can leave our worries down the vale.
When on a mixed up April morning just a whisky will warm up cold feets and lonely hearts we want you to feel cosy and warm and no more alone.
But the wind blows the same old answer. Listen... the ...
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