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I grow where no flower grows, where no light touches the walls, up or down, that I don't care, was here before people were.
a young man was 45 age in 1995 and 40 in 2000 how is it possible
A horrid monster hides from the day, with many legs and many eyes. With silver chains it catches prey. And eats it all before it dies. Yet in every cottage does it stay. And every castle beneath the sky.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
I am a good state, there can be no doubt of itΝΎ But those who are in, entirely are out of it.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?