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A gift for you my love
Maple you are my fallen
Everything that sits in my gut is here
Palm trees sea beach view of my dreams
The tree house of my dreams
I'm on my way and I don't have any worries and worries
I'll write down my thoughts in a diary
In my youth, the typewriter sewed things well
A piece of summer in my heart. Sea, sand, shells in the heart
There are only mushrooms in my head
Boots in the corner with my son
Thoughts in my head do not let me sleep. Bad thoughts blow up the brain