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Nov 8
That to you soul, to my much,
That way so good its begin.
Then IDI to my wrong to so good,
That way you so my much.

That to brick wall to get to you need,
Its alright to Moscow the begin.
Its you soul to my friend its alright,
That to get to you friend.

Then to much in the world,
A you screen the sou you.
Send to buick of to me,
Then my friend follow me.

Then to go Nederland,
Its alright what the boy.
To my mucn in the world,
Screen the right to much born.

Then begin its you need,
Frank to go its you dead.
That way so, in the sing,
Then my front to again.

Then it is wrong to go,
Then my soul to you.
Wrong to much is because,
Sen to user to brick.

Its so good in wall street,
That again to my much.
That you go in the sleep,
Its okay mather ****.

What you so England and,
So to much understand.
That alright to my born,
Its so good to my friend.

Its you need to the break,
A you go to my friend.
That alright to the boy's,
Then my friends to so lone.

Go you need to the school,
A you so much to born.
That way you its so much,
My beginning to need.

In the world in the square,
O to much in forever.
In the sleeping to need,
In this picture you bread.

What ago to you friend,
Its so much under cred.
That alright to begin,
What a you to the sin.

Then my dear to sou,
Then IQ my so lone.
That way sou so so lone,
It the felin to born.

Go to matches so good,
Its forever to end.
That way so to you need,
Its okey to you bread.

Then its no to again,
You my friend its okay.
Wall to working so good,
Its alright this my book?

In the bread i am soul,
I'm hungry so lone.
That my present to me,
Off in break to ago.

What i needed so much,
You a now to so teach.
That way soul you square,
Then my friendly so me.

Its all writing begin,
Its so good in believe.
That way so you a need,
That way say to my screen.

Then its nice to so much,
In the world in my teach.
That a way so so good,
In the world in my blood.

So again to you screen,
In believing to sin.
That way so to you square,
It the happy new year.

So so go its for you,
That my people to su.
What i soul again,
You and i yahoo hay.

Its my book what a ****,
My so much is Kutak.
Its yes **** understand,
Im Tatar President.
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Ruslan
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Ruslan  43/M/Russia
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