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Blow windy blow. Pour down the water, Sky. I can feel your frozen soul Even when you're starting cry. Life is full of different things- Bowl of expiriences. Find your wings and start to fly...
Flowers are grown on a sandy ground. Sun is out but it always sayes "Hi!". Nasty, sad rain will be bound So i've come to say to you "goodbye". Today i will set off and start to fly So far and hight! Автор: Середа Ольга
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