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[07 Jan 2004|04:55pm] |
in my field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby i lie inside myself for hours and watch my purple sky fly over me
don't say i'm out of touch with this rampant chaos - your reality i know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge the nightmare i built my own world to escape
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[07 Jan 2004|06:38pm] |
Es netīšām čatā sev atradu radinieku, par kuru man nebija ne mazākās nojausmas :)
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