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𝓕𝓮𝔀 𝓛𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓕𝓮𝔀 𝓛𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴

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Emil Bershiga

Abstract Action Inspirational

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Emil Bershiga

Abstract Action Inspirational

𝓕𝓮𝔀 𝓛𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴

𝓕𝓮𝔀 𝓛𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴

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 mother   limerick   spilt milk 

     (1)


Johnny spilled the milk.


He rubbed it with the silk.


Mother came with the stick.


He turned back.


Mom stared. He moved to the Halk.


     (2)


Sam smiled at the sun.


He started to eat his bun.


He saw the lion.


He was left with no option.


He ran fast forgetting his bun.




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