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... e lightning, holding his shoulders and licking his mouth: "It's too thin! The quality of your coming is not so good! It won't be a defective product of lightning?!"
The clouds were angry, and three lightnings fell together.
The little black bird shouted: "Master, let me go, I haven't made up for a long time!"
At the beginning of the cloud, I licked my mouth: "Try for yourself! These lightnings are a rib, lack of mind, and you won't even turn a corner."
The little blac ...
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