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... avens and the earth turned as usual...
A delicate figure rushed over to me and shouted: "The maiden -"
The half-drawn bottle in my hand was taken away. I turned and hugged her waist. Well, it was fragrant and warm, thin and soft... It was a hedge. I finally let my heart shut and closed my eyes and smiled. : "The hedge, or two of us... sleep."
After that, I slid down her knees along the soft curve of the hedge, and forced it to copy, and the hedge was not moving.
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