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Forest, just a tower painted,
Purple, gold, purple,
Cheerful, motley wall
Worth over light meadow.
Birch Yellow thread
Shine in the azure blue,
As the towers, Christmas trees darken,
And between the maples turn blue
That here and there through the foliage
The gaps in the sky, that little window.
Wood smell oak and pine,
During the summer it is dry from the sun,
And fall silent tread
It comes in a colorful tower ...
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Beautiful birch in the autumn,
throwing leaves on the grass.
And the sky splashed tears
autumn brings fame.
The fact that the days are shorter,
mushroom belated old.
And yet The cold darkness of the night
and closer fragility Winter arrows.
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