Siderius Nuncius (![[info]](http://klab.lv/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mapet) rakstīja,@ 2009-11-06 23:48:00 |
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How heavy the days are.
There's not a fire that can warm me,
Not a sun to laugh with me,
Everything bare,
Everything cold and merciless,
And even the beloved, clear
Stars look desolately down,
Since I learned in my heart that
Love can die.
