From snow

From snow It is useless.

Mother told that I have for verses a memory not approaches the visual is, and acoustical no.

A visual memory the most important is convincing Valechka told.

You only submit the picture you sit in a lodge also you look in a window.

From snow clouds darkened the sky, wind bears blizzards across the field.

He howls, cries knocks on a window.

Valechka with feeling read Drilling a haze the sky covers, Twisting blizzards; How an animal, it will raise a howl, That will begin to cry, as the child.

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