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The leaf flew to the destination of the wind
Stumbling stones on Bosko passersby
it means war in half a meter
This is something like that
Illness with nostalgia climbed higher
And I was walking without a walk on the roof
I am the seventh passer
I am the seventh passer
Summer is coming
The smell of flowers will put an end to the smell of burning
In the sky there is such a buzz is the sun
It will destroy all earthly creatures.
Insects crawling insects flies
And I sent them and said that you are bitches
I am the seventh passer
I am the seventh passer
Walk more fun hangover
In the morning the mind is useless there
And in the soul insects hide housewarming
And you start the first time
But you went in the direction of beginnings
And I went along with you
I am the seventh passer
I am the seventh passer