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Someday my steamers
Met with your chariots.
Then time batting,
It will fall to the floor with the eyelashes,
Have scattered pieces
The vulgar rapid speeds,
Hackneyed in the music video.
Then you will know the truth,
On why not tear the sky with fruit
Like a tree;
Why is hard to remember
So, what we believe in;
Why is it so difficult prolazit
worms Through the open door,
Varying from minus to plus.
You think I'm more afraid of something?
That was not boring to live
You can come up with such fears - Just stay:
Do not drink coffee, do not throw in a glass of ice,
Frightened, the evening's favorite sense understand,
Hit home floated the corpse of the enemy,
Invent a story, where under every mattress
Baba Yaga.
When the ship will hit the shore - ice crack meanings
. Not sure if you understand,
But my cat understands.