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4d
11 a.m. sun like a laughter.
You steal a glance from the window,
But get stuck and you do not want to go away.
It will be a wonderful day
Just wait and see.
Burning leaves…
Laughing trees…
Amethyste
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Amethyste  40/F/Tirana
(40/F/Tirana)   
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