who are travelling by trap-doors
Our souls are a myriad of wars
And I'm losing everyone
It will make my last breath pass out at dawn
It will make my body dissolve out in the blue"
Ушел в осень. Вернусь.
who are travelling by trap-doors
Our souls are a myriad of wars
And I'm losing everyone
It will make my last breath pass out at dawn
It will make my body dissolve out in the blue"
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