Absinta poēma: hate made me, and hate will take me, love gave me pain, so I left it in a bottle- for someone else to handle- no fear no tear no humor for kill, for evil...
un ja nu kādam sprandu pārgriezt? ir vēlme kko izdarīt, bet nav darāmā dūšas!
...Когда умру, я стану ветром...
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