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Ошибка при запросе:
INSERT INTO `stat_hits` VALUES(NULL, 21606, 0, UNIX_TIMESTAMP(), '3.12.73.149') Ответ MySQL:
144 Table './gak@002ecom@002eua_prod/stat_hits' is marked as crashed and last (automatic?) repair failed
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Художні твори
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| © Наталка Тактреба, 03-03-2010
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Oh, who switched off the spring?
And why I cried on day this?
Read oldest Maeterlinck
And whispered, ‘Sun, come back please’
I smoked this loser snow
All right, let winter smile
And start this all-fake show
I felt like a camomile
My little mind was buried
In a dark, expensive hotel
‘cause this day was so weary
And flu laid its hand on my self
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не сподобалось сподобалось дуже сподобалось |
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