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Wiara.

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Reads 31
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Parts 1
Time 21m

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1807 napoleon xięstwowarszawskie

Kiedy zaczyna się nowe państwo i przychodzi nowa era, potrzeba nowego bohatera. 

"- Francis?- wyszeptała, siedzieli wśród malin. Nic nie mogło zmącić ich spokoju
- Tak?- zapytał
- Kiedy rozmawialiśmy z Pauliną Bonaparte... Coś do mnie dotarło.- zerwała kolejną do koszyka, tuż po tym zerwała też różę, kalając się kolcami.
- Co takiego, Kasiu?- położył się,  spojrzał w niebo
- Moja miłość do państwa jest ponadczasowa.- stwierdziła. Przyłożyła różę do nosa, usta też się pokalały, z warg zaczęła spływać krew."All Rights Reserved

1807 napoleon xięstwowarszawskie

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