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Nestandarts ([info]heishy) wrote 29. Janvāris 2010, 20:15
Instead you moved away
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer
A weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird ..
 
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( )Anonīms- ehh.. šitajam cibiņam netīk anonīmie, nesanāks.
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