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Malcauy

Malcauy is now at the airlines of the capital.
In the midst of rain and dew and the night was
 dark,in the bed lamp of the
west where beds of white linen of the being in every
efficacy of the lamp .The student at the student council
and the electronic map of ink and states .
The class and the notebook to be carried on its way
 The night of the being was dark in the
midnight train on its way sending whistle and horns
to clear its way to the top of the hill.For she believed
in books and newspaper.
Written by AlisVolatPropriis8
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