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THE GREATEST ISLAND


All my life want it go to Australia, I don't know, maybe for the Nemo's movie, or the kangaroos and his obvious ability to fight like a boxer, or perhaps too many wishes of being at the other side of the world, away from troubles, responsibilities and all the things that I hate (you would be thinking that i'm an odious person, but all of us want to disappear sometimes. 
Leaving jokes, I like to visit this country (and many others, I've never been abroad) for its many beautiful landscapes, its fauna diversity and its awesome architecture (yes, I want to see the Sydney Opera House). I'll visit Melbourne (at south of the island) after Sydney, enjoining on all the beaches and forest, being very carefully with sharks, jellyfishes and eels on the sea, and snakes, spiders, and others lethal insects (maybe, I should stay here). 
Dreams haven't a cost, I hope someday to have enough money to see my dreams came true (win the lottery is my only chance for now) and meet someone who would like to travel around the world with my (such a lovely boy). 

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