Oct 12, 2011, 10:24 PM

Тя 

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Листата падат, дървото умира.
Вик страшен тишината раздира.
Тя страда, плаче, ридае,
трудно ù е самотата да изтрае.
Животът е труден, тя го разбира,
но не за пръв път ù се налага да избира.

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