ak, tu, steidziigais, nerimstoshais pilseetas pulss. zem manaam peedaam veesa balkona griida, uz aadas dzestrs vakars, sirds pilna neizglaastiita maiguma. tumsaa gaist kuuposhas cigaretes rakstiit vaardi, es pluustu un mainos
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heartbeats accelerating (karaganda) wrote on September 26th, 2009 at 12:52 am
Where we are, Who are we, Who we are