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Audio Dealers
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Fatal1ty
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My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through...

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Fatal1ty
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My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through...

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~MARA~
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Никого не слушай.... слушай сердце...
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alexandrasun
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« Всё сбудется, стоит только расхотеть ». — Ф. Раневская.
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~MARA~
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Никого не слушай.... слушай сердце...
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Fatal1ty
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My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through...

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Fatal1ty
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My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through...

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~MARA~
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Никого не слушай.... слушай сердце...
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alexandrasun
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Вот это пипец!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
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« Всё сбудется, стоит только расхотеть ». — Ф. Раневская.
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Fatal1ty
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My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through...

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~MARA~
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Никого не слушай.... слушай сердце...
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alexandrasun
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моя красавица
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« Всё сбудется, стоит только расхотеть ». — Ф. Раневская.
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~MARA~
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Никого не слушай.... слушай сердце...
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Scorpionchik
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Не все, кого мы теряем, являются потерей.
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Fatal1ty
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 Добавлено: 18 Март 2013, 17:46:25

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My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine, I would shiver the whole night through...

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