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Fog lazily spread over the mounds. Where in the distance muffled voices were heard, the singing of birds. It was morning, so people were hardly heard and visible. The rising sun thoughtfully illuminated the village covered with white, some where with a torn blanket of fog. The village itself was located ...
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The sun was shining, the first birds were singing, the heart was beating a little excitedly waiting for something, what ?? unknown But in anticipation of this very unknown heart of a charming girl standing at the window behaved strangely. Let's try to describe the girl: medium height, light brown hair ...
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