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Jag börjar bara bli riktigt trött på det här nu. Det enda jag ber om är en liten explotion. "When I hear beautiful music, it's always from another time, Old friends I never visit, well, I remember what they're like Standing on a doorstep full of nervous butterflies, Waiting to be asked to come inside, just come inside"
Annons