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brīžos,kad saule spīd,lielas acenes uz acīm, un soļi pamazām tuvojas vietai,kur dvēsele mīt, tauriņi trako,trako,trako..
vakaros kad ballītes iet vaļā,smaidīt,smaidīt,smaidīt.
tur,es mīlu dzīvi tik ļoti,ka sirds pa muti lec laukā!
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