2008.11.15. 22:36 kolarik
If I was a Londoner, rich with complaint Would you take me back to your house Which is sainted with lust and the listless shadeIf I could have held you once more with that light It's nothing to you, but it keeps me alive Like a Valentine's Day,it's a Valentine's heart, anyway The king and the ages,…
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