стихи о смерти

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шурик
·Mar 3, 2018

poems about death

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A soldier in winter gear sits amidst a war-torn, snow-covered landscape, looking around with a weary expression as smoke drifts through the air; the scene cuts to a close-up of his face, revealing a look of shock and exhaustion.

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