onsdag 30. mai 2012
.: There is a silence where the town was old. Grass g...
.: There is a silence where the town was old. Grass g...
: Life lived us, not we life. We. as bees sip, Looked, talked and had. Trees grow as we did last. We loved the gods but as we see a ship....
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