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- You abuse the ones who love you, you abuse the one...
- Na vrh gore
- The sunlight looks so beautiful on your dying face.
- Jesus died for somebody`s sins, but not mine.
- Crucify the ego
- Here is the church and here is the steeple. We sur...
- My music is where I'd like you to touch.
- A simple movement or rhyme could be the smallest o...
- And then while I'm away I'll write home every day....
- Your written in her book, your number 37 have a look.
- In a room of complete silence, each with its own i...
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