Небо
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Shino found an elderly woman brewing some kind of concoction. She was stirring the liquid in a cauldron from which steam was rising, occasionally adding new ingredients.
— Hello, dear, — Emilia smiled warmly at her pupil, — the streets of the city are practically shining, well done. After such hard work, you must have slept well, right?
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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