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I live here, where the swear words stand in three rows, but I have become rusty with them over the years.

Write to me, but you don't need to pity me - since I have not pitied myself.

And we will meet and, I don't know myself, I will say some words with a squeeze, you run your hand through your hair, cut short by the regime.

Our spring is at the level of starling houses - a family of birds is moving in.

I cannot say that I am sinless, we know my sins - you and I.

And we will meet and, I don't know myself, I will say some words with a squeeze, you run your hand through your hair, cut short by the regime.

Again I could not hold out - but I will give everything to everyone to whom I owe, and protect your son from this fate, so that he does not follow in his father's footsteps.

And we'll meet and, I don't know myself, I'll say what words, with a squeeze, you run your hand through your hair, cut short by the regime.

And we'll meet and, I don't know myself, I'll say what words, with a squeeze, you run your hand through your hair, cut short by the regime.