Hello, Matthew.))

This world can not live without miracles. But to believe in of oneself harder, than at the fairy tales.

We are a heroes of the unfinished plays,we hide faces in the guise. Every day we shall to take seriously. What invented for us mysterious the author? He, maybe, to laugh until one cries, but he be giving of the hope "on tomorrow". Let, light of the decorations, as star light. In your heart will keep the trace. From emptiness, as if by a miracle, will fall out the snow. At Xmas.

Merry Xmas))

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