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Momy it is raining. One drop fell on my lips and I drank it. It tasted like rainbow. It chose my lips cause I am special. It comes from a magic land. -
plans to watch with my daughter
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childhood books
Now that I think and look back at my childhood books I realise how privileged I've been to benefit of beautiful meaningful stories and gorgeous illustrations of them. To the talented Romanians that live all around the world a hearty 'La multi ani!' for tomorrow and I know you remember these.
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