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. (Rustic chronicles the times of the young Alexandra.) From the author. Gray ash memories. He flees international artistic fingers woman in a black kosynke. Yellow wax flows on the fingers, as long dry tears. But Sun did not zhzhet, how can obzhigat tears. It is akin to tears in only one, and he washed by bezuteshnuyu calms the soul. But it seems that the imperishable soul has been turned into ashes, and divert the wind and tornadoes in zakruchivaya smerchiki what was Wood, Potseluyami, Flowers, LyubovyuYa would like to start that way.

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