the temple was refreshed according to its measurements, it was not ours retreating to the polotsk sofiaeatest putin on our lands. true, durovskiy, the temple did not last long. have 1.230 fashion. a fashionable coward has departed from the carpathians, the water of years has reached the sickness from the cathedral, there were slices under the purse, archaeologists are squeezing them brother shmat-du. and here is the word how their walls are st. cyrus no cataclysms from the lower came down and he spoke about the temple? duchovny wait for vera under his father's mud with clay. hai will be hope and anyone will tingle with equadian sleepiness. they lie to your flesh, kapoose. moved out from your soul under the feasts of her god's fool, help me, how the horrors behind the left become a push for good and evil people, some of the towns i collected for poetry easter sunday cyril of turovsky parallels the new with such joy and what a willing soul for the weather and the basis of money everything is not formed, spring revives earthly nature. they have the same quiet, windmill. the fruits of the f

this temple had been completed for years in his measurements, he did not retreat from ours to the polotsk sofias. true, the turov temple stood for a short time at 1230. the carpathians departed fashionable. earth cowards water will be heard and before the disease from the cathedral caught slices under the torment of archaeologists. squeeze them about shmat is ready. perhaps you kept silent from the word yaga. near this walls saint cyrus did not descend from the lower okee cataclysms. yong spoke about the temple. spiritually wait for vera under his mura, and hai's circlings will be hope and will bind anyone with insolence by ecuador, brut your flesh kapuz, towered from your soul under the feasts. yes, god help me, how the horrors behind the left become a purse for good and evil people , the collective allowance of pascu christ on sunday cyril of turovsky parallels the new with such joy and what a willing soul of the decadent and the foundations of money flaunts, reviving the spring of earthly nature. they are quiet. the winds, not mental, multiply young on the earth, calming the embittered and s