Friday 25 January 2008 photo 1/1
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The world’s balance is collapsing. People are moving restlessy, But without purpose. The object reflecting on their eyes is a dream, death, Or an other world somewhere People’s minds are becoming strange Only in silence the word, Only in dark the light, Only in dying life, Bright the hawk’s flight On the empty sky
Annons


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