"Leaves from the vine, falling so slow. Like fragile, tiny shells, Drifting in the foam. Little soldier boy, come marching home. Brave soldier boy, comes marching home."
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Neki dan dam ja jednom frendu s ogamea koji ide s braticem u razred link do svog bloga, navecer kaze Ulysses da mu je neki lik dao link do mog bloga i kako je to nevjerojatna slucajnost, na kraju skuzimo kako se svi znamo.