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Life as a garbage can
Night meditations can be the most productive
A child's drawing can do good
The feather can easily spin in the sky
Lights on the territory of Ukraine and Crimea and Sevastopol and not only for what you would like
The way home alone can be scary
A company is sitting not far from the campfire
A love that is not meant to be mutual
Why not run along the riverbank together
Cans of drinks on the shelves
Not to walk on a zebra but to fly
Scratch grabbed the ice floe with his fangs so as not to fall