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2016/03/31 09:34:02
Prazdnichnaya pesn’ Images Of broken light Which dance before me like a million eyes, They call me on and on across the universe, Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue, tell me, oh what can I do? Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out, сome and keep your comrade warm. Dragged a comb across my head found my way downstairs and drank a cup, And looking up I noticed I was late.
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