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At dawn of the girl
Here you, at least, will be covered from a wind and an icy cold.
The shaggy guest remained.
At dawn of the girl opened a door, and a bear slowly started wandering in the wood on snowdrifts.
But since then every evening in the same hour it came to them, laid down before the center and allowed both sisters tormo to sew it, how many it will take in head.
Girls so got used to it, what even doors did not close, yet their shaggy black friend will not come.
And there came the spring.
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