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lunes, 23 de marzo de 2009
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Lights go out and I can't be saved tides that I tried to swim against, you've put me down upon my knee, come out of things unsaid,shoot an apple of my head.
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that can't be named,tigers waiting to be tamed, you are, you are.
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