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My vacation was a dream
I have to go to my race
My son and I cook peach jam, where my son separates the peach halves
My golden sword of the divine galaxy
My reliable friend is a cold gun
A bouquet of archidea flowers for a holiday I will give my mother she is beautiful
Red Audi as a gift to my grandmother at the dacha
The revolution has not changed my habits in life
The best bouquet in my life
There are only mushrooms in my head
Pink roses to my classmate
Lamborghini my greetings from him light from the windows