Sitting on the swing in front of you my good luck from birth.- And remember, my Christmas tree, as my grandfather has separated you from the walls of his home. But you don't linger in regrets, you loved the world of men, and dressing up became the New year and anniversary. My birthday celebrating, garland twining around the trunk, the clink of glasses you whispered – thank you for your love. You give me happiness gave you my caring love. Friends we have become in the century then.- And remember, there were those years when I could hold you I, when we were on a level with you. And remember, I told you everything, told you all my secrets. You're ideal for me was, always well dressed and pretty, fluffy and fragrant, resinous and healthy. For all eternity I'd spent with you.- And remember, there was joy and tears, for example, when my brother top you ball broke. Then I was very upset, crying, afraid, and suddenly do not heal it; and you shall be so forever, but passed everything, thank God.- And I know that you had always forgive, because otherwise could not, and in another way could not. And I never forgot you. I loved you and gave all positive feelings. But it's time, so the light died down, sunset has long passed and my grandmother wants me home. Goodbye, until tomorrow, sleep well.- And know that I loved you, now love, and love will be forever.
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