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- Sep 17, 2002
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So pretty pretty beautiful girl morning grey breaks; it has there blue in the sky. Perforating cries escapes from my lips your face before me, although I do not know, why I not I not more beautifully just I from the thoughts, which disappear as tears of the moon.
Wines, do not cry not here meanwhile, as I sit down by the stone. They are a beautiful girl, who they came before me, these men of the sun these dark eyes do not let the characters of the cry of the skies emphasize that I am that one.
Beautiful girl Tendre hearted that you are here now, I can see your light. Secretly observed darkly this light, which I must follow you, you can take guard away my life, up to now far. So-called it something become I white now do not say themselves that I must leave your charm. I keep secrets of me.
Wines, do not cry not here meanwhile, as I sit down by the stone. They are a beautiful girl, who they came before me, these men of the sun these dark eyes do not let the characters of the cry of the skies emphasize that I am that one.
Beautiful girl Tendre hearted that you are here now, I can see your light. Secretly observed darkly this light, which I must follow you, you can take guard away my life, up to now far. So-called it something become I white now do not say themselves that I must leave your charm. I keep secrets of me.
