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The seller of words walking down the hill.
"One pound for rock and six pounds for seal,
Two pounds for sun and five pounds for jam!
Everybody coming, don't be shy and buy them!"
The citizens just blindly follow footsteps.
Buying, selling and tranding the nowns and verbs.
Old and young - all around have different words.
They are able to speak. And to listen, of course.
People's speach is so loud - like a wonferful song.
But, meanwhile common good, somebody feels wrong.
A nice little girl approached to the man.
"Exume me, sir, - My name is Anne".
Can I have there some love?"
The seller of words sadly shaked his head.
"There's no love in the sale" - he answered,
" I bet".
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