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The city is in a fog and the roofs are visible
What are you clucking to listen to
Waves are beating on the sandy shore
The stars of the galaxy are a cosmic snapshot
Two birds are fighting in the air
Pink sunset and snowy rocks are reflected in the blue water
The beach and the sea are the best holidays
The snarls are gone from the stroke of the clock
Balloons in the sky are flying into space
The patterns are circles. Paper for packaging
There is a black boomer on the autumn street, the headlights are reflected in the wet asphalt
The girls in the room are sorting things out