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Maple you are my fallen
My sun, I love you
My dog's spring mood
My husband likes beer where malt and hops
Walking through a birch grove with my husband
I'm on my way and I don't have any worries and worries
I don't even have a dragonfly for the last years of my life I worked at the department with a total area of the center of Moscow
I'll write down my thoughts in a diary
Tears of sadness flow down my cheeks
Boots in the corner with my son
Don't touch my soul
Come to me, my lord