I reached the end of the remarkable places with my family. The vacation is worth talking about. We went for a river cruise up to the place where we have the observatory tower facing down by the lighthouse. The trimmed trees and shrubs are for decoration and masterpieces. The ancient Egyptians even loved their Eucalyptus trees as they made paper out of them. I decided to build a tree house. It is another game for an explorer like me. I saw a bird fly across the scarecrow to their bird homes. There is no other place called home.

I went outside the house and saw something behind their backs. No one would notice this than to have survived the summer heat. The sore heat makes me crave an ice cream and a molten chocolate lava cake. I know it is too early to have a dessert. Overall, I enjoyed myself for around five scoops. I jumped and dived at the moment. I saw my family gathered by the side of the pool. At night, we would have a family feast near a steakhouse. Nothing matters more than having a firm family bond among us. This time, we had our favourite local dish, Penang Char Kuey Teow.

The family situation is more serious. They decided to play by the pool again until the day turned darker to have their nighttime sleepover. One day, I saw the night sky. Billions of stars and galaxies emerged to the point that one out. I got a free foldable sleepover tent and an extended table for another occasion in reciting my prayers before going on the forest expedition to search for the urban legend on a lovely girl called Jenny. There are different dimensions of beauty as the director's cut makes it into a heroic scene where Jenny appears as the fox in time for its meal in the woods.

There is a moment to be not captured by Heffalumps and Woozles. The song keeps playing to me as I make a cross in a bridge where the beavers are for the netting to be opened and replaced by a stack of logs. I carried automatic cooking utensils and weaponry tools, as the villagers advised me not to come near the lake. Soon, I will become one of the gadget users to fully protect my hometown from being another victim of a claw-fingered mystical being.

Suddenly, the melted iron shield was a winning battle, using the sheath as a defense against attack. First, it was known to be a 9-foot giant bear with hands. Then, he tried to grab me and hold me against a tree. After hearing a roaring sound, I hear a man yelping for help to keep me safe at a log cabin. We practiced making the wooden tools and tree bark to make the components more stable and centralised to aim at the right target. Second, the quicksand in an aquaculture tank for the catfish to swim across the weeds and aquatic plants. Third, to have cut off the tall weeds and trees as an ambush. The clear path has now brought back the view of the crops of fields under the wandering sky. Finally, the jungle showers at the treetops and the canopies make my day. Under surveillance, the cameras are on while the boom microphone records an awry sound coming back alive, Squash.

Therefore, the getaway to the portal for an exclusive jungle pass over to the Ocean 8 driveway. The apartment where we are staying faces across the horizon as the sunset is to be blown by the wind of the whistle-blower of a spirit who makes her entrance to invite us over to the lair of the Squash. The Squash was bumped in the head using a wooden pedal to make it dizzy and fall to the ground. Victory is ours as the sky began to be exposed and lit by the overview of a window near the sill facing the clear sky of the sun's light released from each floor of the Burj Khalifa.

The poem that we recited sounds like this:

Burj Khalifa is a place to chat,
With friends whom I have never had,
Facing across the pillars buried underneath the sand,
Each floor went quickly as the sand,
Carefully makes an entrance to the exit.

We have nothing else but to leave,
There is nothing else on our sleeves,
We headed to a lift,
The orchestra is playing our favourites,
Music tunes make me feel better all over again.

A retreat kept me safe,
I am open to all of them at once,
Where is the pleasure in life?
Then, to keep your home safe and sound,
I held myself up against the current.

Out of sight,
Out of mind,
There is no other land,
Then, to call it a place,
Place your soul into your heart.

From there, you could find the clues,
From blues to hues,
I have nothing to do,
To picture myself in the future,
As someone who is becoming the only one.

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