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I am a Deviant of Many Talents
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Oh shit, Tim I'm so sorry!!! I take back what I said. I just googled my name and seen someone using my photo and freaked out thinking someone stole our image when I seen a different name and not yours. SORRY!!!
Your thought, sent my dream, Another fight day and night, Between everyday knowledge, What does not kill doubt occur, Suspicion is that, no, Between our contacts, Lips, hands, in the riots, While time passes, the end of us, Here on the streets of memories, In each day of imagination, In every hour of love, What remains, not beži, nowhere, From me, from you, from us.
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Kuda tako zurno ti ratnice hodis ? Ka sudbini !
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I take back what I said. I just googled my name and seen someone using my photo and freaked out thinking someone stole our image when I seen a different name and not yours. SORRY!!!
Your thought, sent my dream,
Another fight day and night,
Between everyday knowledge,
What does not kill doubt occur,
Suspicion is that, no,
Between our contacts,
Lips, hands, in the riots,
While time passes, the end of us,
Here on the streets of memories,
In each day of imagination,
In every hour of love,
What remains, not beži, nowhere,
From me, from you, from us.
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Kuda tako zurno ti ratnice hodis ?
Ka sudbini !
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