25.03.2010., 23:05
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hvala! bum se informirala
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Under the motteld shell of the old tortoise beats the heart of a young dancer. She dreams of twirlin on the table-tops,turning cartwheels,kickin up her heels at the Carnival Ball. "Oh,who will kiss my cold and wrinkled lips,and set my dreaming spirit free?"
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