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Ceturtdiena, 12. Aug 2004, 12:48 syndicate: :: make it go away ::
Now I see the times they change Leaving doesn't seem so strange I am hoping I can find Where to leave my hurt behind All the shit I seem to take All alone I seem to break I have lived the best I can Does this make me not a man?
Atkārtoties jau nav labi, bet nu...
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