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Pisklęta zagniazdowniki (precocial species chics) postage stamps from Poland.
artist: Jerzy Desselberger
year: 1997
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Pisklęta zagniazdowniki (precocial species chics) postage stamps from Poland.
artist: Jerzy Desselberger
year: 1997
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Pisklęta zagniazdowniki (precocial species chics) – nurogęś postage stamp from Poland.
artist: Jerzy Desselberger
year: 1997
Pisklęta zagniazdowniki (precocial species chics) – ohar postage stamp from Poland.
artist: Jerzy Desselberger
year: 1997
Pisklęta zagniazdowniki (precocial species chics) – kszyk postage stamp from Poland.
artist: Jerzy Desselberger
year: 1997
Ohar
[ohaɾ] (noun). Reflection. An image reflected off of another object, such as a mirror or water.
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You're the song my heart is beating to
all of the stars - ed sheeran
Se eu fixar o olhar na sua boca, me beija, sério.
"Okay." He slid the needle into the crook of her elbow, injecting the contents of the syringe and pulling it out quickly but smoothly, covering the injection sight with a band-aid and even leaning in to kiss it lightly. "There you go. All better."
Rose's teeth clamped down hard on her bottom lip at the feel of the injection. Yep, that hurt. She refused to open her eyes or look towards him until he was done. "What d'you mean it's all better? They're still..." She was about to tell him that the Daleks were still there, that she could hear them getting closer, but then the antidote began to spread.
"Oh my god, it burns!" she exclaimed, staring down at her arm. It was like had injected pure fire into her veins and it was pumping, flowing to every inch of her. She cried out in pain and fell back on the medical bed, writhing and fisting the mattress as the pain intensified. "You said... you wouldn't hurt..."
Quickly, it all became too much and she lost consciousness.