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perjantai 29. elokuuta 2014

Dear memorial




He grandma always sing falsetto, 
sang his nose to breathe, 
it is always waiting in one listened. 
We are the eternal souls of a couple, 
attic at dusk, sometimes this 
Federal, until death do us 
separated from the blessed. 
Throughout those decades, 
I hear your words, 
well I remember every one. 
From that moment on memorability, 
my brain's hard drive 
forever burned. 
You're in my mind, 
you there burning subscribed. 
I remember your long torso, 
the rib arch sting. 
Once in a lifetime was 
such a day. Never again later.

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