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Horses free riding on the field.

Evanescent, one white horse, is hidden.

Lank, weak, vociferating internment for help.

Earless the too much maintains on your despair.

Need of help, need of my help. Where I’m?...

Am prisoner, but not dead. Live to the eternity.

S.S.U. M. Nagashima. Der Mann, die Legende.

Mohamad Nagashima
Enviado por Mohamad Nagashima em 08/01/2007
Código do texto: T339976