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My husband likes beer where malt and hops
Maple you are my fallen
A goddess with green eyes in space
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
The phone from the past did not live to see my birth