Девочка вамп....
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I wish I knew her warmth in a spring meadow, before her touch became the Siberian winter wind, and the love in her heart an icicle.
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Девочка вамп....
жуть
I wish I knew her warmth in a spring meadow, before her touch became the Siberian winter wind, and the love in her heart an icicle.