A photo... a story...

a graffiti... a dream...

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Δευτέρα, 1 Ιουνίου 2009


I sat alone with the dreams of children
Weeping willows and tall dark building,
I've caught a fashion from the dreams of children
But woke up sweating from this modern nightmare,and
I was alone,no one was there
I was alone,no one was there...

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