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Once upon a time there was a Bucharest civilization of wolfs, they had lived inside woods they were simple human in normal situation, however. They become wolfs when they get upset or want to smooth the bloods of human. They were such as the family, so nobody has get the right to contact human, if he or she from them, they wanted to innovate their death civilizationAs normal day in Bucharest there two couple of people they loved each others like anyone want to live and love. Whereas they walked…

Say the love, the life & smile.Don’t be gloomy…Like gluey… Hang on your opportunity to get your amour The amour like a drawing key…A key to open the a march of psychology A march is the space of the marchThe Founders are faintedAnd the wonders are battled the peonyThe love is the peonyThe key is the founder of the rosy The rosy had come from the posy land The march is become like a woodThe wood fallen by the strugglers And the deaths are pointed by the redden colourLegs are cut Hands are dan…