Harry..

ㅤㅤMyst'rious lodging yond everyones knoweth the ocean. lodging yond there's something about how the flote draws me. Gentle lulling of the flote, swinging windeth. Crouching coconut tree with the hissing waves of the flote. Lodging at each moment remindeth me about you.

ㅤㅤThat gent's standing in front of the doth'r, with a v'ry charismatic aura. His sw'rd beside his hips maketh that gent dashing. Dinn'r valorous idea to spendeth timeth with that gent. Walking on the longeth bridge, maketh jokes and laughing. Behold at each oth'r, seeth the passing vehicles. The windeth yond keeps blowing, arriv'd at the endeth of the bridge. And we walketh on two diff'rent roads