this hole. It is not emptiness. It is not darkness. It lives ... Fox!
winter evenings Chanterelle loves to look like bugs and flies circling around a light bulb hum.
likes to lie in bed and watch the beautiful snow falling on the twigs on the roof on their heads forever somewhere running people.
The next day, wearing boots, to run on fresh snow, the joy forgetting tail Cleanup for themselves.
Then unscrew the bulb, to embrace her. And warm gently.
But peep into the hole - This is her favorite pastime.
"... one can see rightly with the heart. The most important invisible to the eye. "The Little Prince
She also loves to travel. But not everyone, really. And bury your eyes and fly away somewhere. Where flies.
Now here she closed her eyes ... and flew to Ufa! But not because it's far away. And because so that the closer.
's probably why. Strange thing.
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