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Imitator

Having read the press tower losing
The young imitator started with kittens
Cut them without feeling no guilt
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Went years old and in my head filled all the darkness
It became not enough cats and dogs
Walked preparations a long process
Hammer for the sinus and hunting in the forest

The first victim of the homeless was he calmly slept
Hammer as in the oil in the skull penetrated
With each episode, everything turned evil ....
And in the newspaper someone's son read about him