Sombre happiness abounded. Screened by shrieking laughter and dry wrinkled, soft, and astounded multi-fiber cloths.
Twist and turn, pour slowly and type quietly. The burn rate is high in Solikamsk. Recruitment never stuck it out in Peron’s inflationary times.
Still they sing songs of habit rather than comfort. But some habits have been so very comfortable.
Leave the forest traffic for later, starlit and breeze-born.
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