Clouds slowly float through the sky. Wind gently combs the trees, the leaves whispering. Do you understand the speech of leaves? They know such a beautiful stories to tell. I'll ask him to whisper you lullaby, to comforting and rejoicing you, and to be inexhaustible source of inspiration.
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Oblaci
lagano plove nebom. Vetar nezno ceslja krosnje drveca i lisce sapuce. Razumes
li govor lisca? Ume tako lepe price da
isprica. Zamolicu ga da te uspavljuje svojim sapatom, da te tesi i raduje i da
ti bude neiscrpna inspiracija.
By DeeDee
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