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I wanted to relax
Curish or Cook
And on the most tomatoes
Ask I will not answer
It is just interest
Ketchup-mayonnaise
Why drove out of leather
Alas everyone knows
Each movie has the end
But it is necessary to continue
And someone who was near
Oil suddenly poured a scoundrel

The body is native
Moans tired
I know one me
Few me little

More, more, more ..... hysterics
To whom, what about, do not care about everything
Where to get, get, get to the shore
Where there is still
No more words

I'll leave and do not come back
Pogony chokes
Dive and not mind to emerge
All what I have
Just do not know how
Sweeen this hunger
I am my intires
I drink my intires
My intiress - my appetite
And live together
Year for as much as two hundred
Nobody forbid me

Buris meet
Manit freedom
All human
In this nature