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11 августа 2025 г.
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The sky burns low above the tides of glass,
Where shadows drown the dreams they cannot pass.
The wind still guards the vows the waves once spoke —
But time has left their meaning split and broke. αєѕтнєтι¢ мιη∂ | ѕтαтє σƒ ѕσυℓ