Вторник, 04 Декабря 2007 г. 11:34
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Today in 04th of December my lovers granmother die. I can't write anything else but if you read this, Serga, please forgive me. I can't hear somebody. I can't smile and lie for you that's all ok. I ask of only one thing. Forgive me and be angry for my cry.
4th of December Tuesday
Niranetta de' Lazarus
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