[Her] Nights spent succumbing to the brilliance of Blackeyes, feeling the
warm embrace of your hand, memories like salt on a wound, dominate my new
found spirit land.
Seeking wisdom in the darkness hovering helplessly around ou
ei lainar koi nari4a6 pozior be??6matka zaspala takava?pozior e ba6ta ti 4e te e izhvarili po vreme na masova orgiq v pi4kata na nekoq mrusna uli4nica!!!nedei pove4e da mi obqsnqva6 4e nekoi ot tuka e pozior!