A wave flew in. I run. - To cover it with new strength ... The gulls run along the beach, ready to drift to the sky every minute. And the foam from the sea shore, like the January snow covered ... In the salty smell of the wind. - There is an alarming call from the seagulls. I smell the sea and I hear a whisper of foam ... Spring spring heats And seagulls over the sea sing!
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