развиваюсь
"Крылатый ветер вдали верхушки скал опалил,
А здесь ласкает газон..." (Яна Дягилева)
"There are twenty years to go
and many friends I hope.
Though some may hold the rose
some hold the rope". (Placebo)
So many nights, so many fights,
so many days, too easy to erase. (The Rasmus)
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