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to be or not to be continued

Листът отново пребледня пред мислите ми.
Сбръчка се, намачка се, припадна в кошчетo.
Мастилена анемия.

Листните моъзчни въшки щъкат на свобода непрочетени.

Някой чете мислите ми.
Ти ги сричаш.

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