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Dec. 12th, 2018 10:00 pmWe took a walk to the summit at night, you and I
To burn a hole in the old grip of the familiar true to life,
And the dark was opening wide, do or die
Under a mask of vermillion ruling eyes...
На необитаемом заснеженном острове посреди заснеженного северобогемского леса.
To burn a hole in the old grip of the familiar true to life,
And the dark was opening wide, do or die
Under a mask of vermillion ruling eyes...
На необитаемом заснеженном острове посреди заснеженного северобогемского леса.