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английский) 3:
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We do not find each other-
so peace causes hysterics,
so night бездонна and are cool wind,
thou shalt forever to think about me,
and i have all the land left. the circle..lord and will весен waiting and falling stars,
Неслышных words,dilapidated from anywhere.
No one knows,for which we were born,
i never will we find each other.
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