Mafia 54. This is where caravans are robbed!

Of course. Kosha translated a passage from my song. She decided to take the last line. Then she started looking for poems with the word BLOOD.

Nope. I just entered "shard of glass" into Google. I found a poem. I started looking for where to connect it, in case it would work... And it did!

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Oh, you mean Kosha. I made a mistake.