AGAIN AND ODYSSEY Bashny.Net

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You always have fate in pets, your earthly odyssey variegated, moody and forgetful ... I can only cherish dreams, snatches of conversations, moments of happiness, engagement, chased step Night Watch and am gentle bottomless. Age is quite different, it is not silver, in honor of other favorites ... so the word melt slowly, wandering in the maze-souls, giving rise to a new Golgotha ​​and lifting up above the everyday ... How to harness Van Gogh's sunflowers metal, glass, concrete greyness! - It burns your, circling the word is taking aim at the heart, then in the head from close up ... unearthly with you we are on the verge.