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Sep 2010
Do not meet me when it's autumn,
The falling leaves are sad

Do not meet me when it's spring,
Rose buds would bloom

Do not meet me when it's summer,
Our icy ****** heart would melt

Meet me when it's winter,
Russian winter,
We don't have to feel at all.
DEAB
Dian Eka
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Dian Eka
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