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Poor Natasha.
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Looks like third degree frost bite.
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Three verst from here, we found him lying under a pine tree.
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On the edge of the glade, near the old foot bridge, you know the one.
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So beautiful in the sunrise.
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The snow twinkling like a sea of diamonds.
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We were looking for woods,
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firewood.
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Looks like a deserter to me.
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At least let me save him first.
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All right.
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You do what you can.