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The slice of the May Day sky made me think sad enough. But the day went well. The plastic world ... Won. A mock-up created by people, it's so fake. But it is also beautiful in its own way. Many people like the city, it's by no means bad, no, it's good that people see this as their sweetheart. However, I prefer the abandoned buildings. Is not it romantic? What once was the abode of the "top of the food chain" was left alone. But not for long. Nature. Nature took it under her control. Graffiti on the walls, grass in a cracked stone, a bird's nest on an old broken sofa. Broken glass. It frightens something, but does not stop be a tempting. But what, in its time, nature? She is the Master. Only. Unshakable. What will happen if the rails are laid through the forest? There will be a train. And if you stop this? It does not take long for the spicy herbs and beautiful, though modest, wild flowers to fill the railway tracks. Our world is much more flimsy than we think.
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I think I'm not the rarest person contingent of the tumblr. A person who does not know the basic rules of English and uses Google translator. It's great that fucking. Well, I warned you, but, as they say, "who is warned, he is armed." AHHAHAHA, NOW I WILL WRITE ALL BULLSHIT, NOW I CAN, I AM NOT LIMITED, AS IN A TWITTER, AHAHAHAHAHA, WHO CAN STOP ME NOW?
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