Dear Esther (№ 329771)
Those Islands in the distance, I'm sure - just relics of a bygone time, sleeping giants, gods, lunatics, lying to the dream last night. I wash the sand from my lips and squeeze your hand harder, shaking hands can not hold my fading diaries.
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MegaMozg 22-06-2018 / 15:10
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