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Bucharest - details

2007.11.30




["The city of glass that I live in
The coldness from my brothers skin", Katatonia - Ghost of the Sun]
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Agy We go swinging from a tree
And we don't care what people see.

Our hair waves in the morning winds
From here, we could reach eternity.

(for the last picture)
Agy · 2008-02-04: 04:19
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