| the power i held, the forces and ages, in my fist clenched tight. of scars and grit, i breathed it in. rock, friend, i know you know me, magnetic or not, iron will rot and soon i'm red too. yes it's time, and it's a long road, but eventually all lights will be passed |











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My website [link]
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Si je suis barge,ce n'est que de tes yeux.
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In the space of a smile I found sleep...
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in a deep blue sky*
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