Dear Diary
My father sometimes tells us, let's go on vacation, let's have a holiday with enthusiasm. It makes a surprise, but it actually prepares plans and luggage. Tells you about your childhood. First snow and snow molasses. Birds prey with strainers.
My dear notebook, there was a princess, there was a princess in the distance, she was imprisoned in a tower, she could not find a solution, she could not find a solution, she went to the people's ear, a prince who passed it heard about it and saved the princess who decided with her trained mouse. He went to the tower, went to the tower, reached the tower, there was a hole in the gate of the tower, brought the mouse into the prince, brought the prince to the prince, entered the prince, defeated the tower guards, came to the door of the princess, opened the door with the key and saved. The key fits every door. I wrote my story for you. Now I'm sleepy. Goodnight.
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