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Jūnijs 15., 2005
sleep_talking | 12:01 ir taada gaidiishana, kura nav gaidiishana, bet ir vislielaakaa gaidiishana, un ir briinishkjiiga kaa sheit
here at the frontier there are falling leaves.
although my neighbors are all barbarians,
and you, you are a thousand miles away,
there are always two cups on my table. i>
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