And somewhere under the old bush, generations of different ages gathered, children and their fairy tales and stories, lovers who have hearts for guides, many engraved their names in it, even a drunken fisherman dozing under it.
And somewhere under the old bush, generations of different ages gathered, children and their fairy tales and stories, lovers who have hearts for guides, many engraved their names in it, even a drunken fisherman dozing under it.
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