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Autorka tekstu: Bianka Sarnowska Pstryk. I się zaczęło. Przez pokój począł dąć arktyczny wicher. Kwiaty, ugięły się w kierunku podłogi, a w powietrze uniósł się kurz leżący na wszelkim możliwym sprzęcie od kilku dni, a może tygodni. Z minuty na minutę temperatura w...Cookie | Duration | Description |
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