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Τρίτη, 14 Ιουλίου 2009

Tree Of Love


Every night when the sun goes down and cool air with calm surrounds

The silent garden in which can be found the tree of love

Every night you can find me there with sweating palms and matted hair

And drops of blood dot the sand everywhere under the tree of love...


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