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Just a story.I remember one day in april,long time ago.the little b0y was 5 jears old.it was a snowing day,it nowed a good deal.mama going withher boy to the playground.big ,lazysnowflakes falling to the earth,weird.all the playanimals etc.arefull from snow.the boy take a little twig and wrod in the snow."wat do you wrodet dear ?" ask mama.it is a secret in the snow.as the snow flies !
PS:the boy answer"this is a secret,mamy,you can not read white of white.as the snow flies!marietta.
these are awesome, the frame within a frame series. thanks.
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