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by Kawka » Sun Aug 15, 2010 10:01 pm
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Marzenia są jak słońce. Oświecają nam drogę i sprawiają, że chce się żyć i dzięki nim żyjemy...
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by iva wolf » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:17 pm
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iva wolf wrote:Few clouds were up at that hour,their pure white fluff stained with a soft mixture oF grey and orange,flowing slowly,almost not moving,sending their farewell to the sun,which fought its last battle to shine above the earth.
'When they are alone,they dare not cry but once together,they mourn like it shall never rise.How similar two different things are.' the boy thought as he walked down the street by the old railway towards his home.
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by Kawka » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:35 pm
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Marzenia są jak słońce. Oświecają nam drogę i sprawiają, że chce się żyć i dzięki nim żyjemy...
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by iva wolf » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:40 pm
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iva wolf wrote:Few clouds were up at that hour,their pure white fluff stained with a soft mixture oF grey and orange,flowing slowly,almost not moving,sending their farewell to the sun,which fought its last battle to shine above the earth.
'When they are alone,they dare not cry but once together,they mourn like it shall never rise.How similar two different things are.' the boy thought as he walked down the street by the old railway towards his home.
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by Kawka » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:40 pm
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Marzenia są jak słońce. Oświecają nam drogę i sprawiają, że chce się żyć i dzięki nim żyjemy...
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by iva wolf » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:41 pm
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iva wolf wrote:Few clouds were up at that hour,their pure white fluff stained with a soft mixture oF grey and orange,flowing slowly,almost not moving,sending their farewell to the sun,which fought its last battle to shine above the earth.
'When they are alone,they dare not cry but once together,they mourn like it shall never rise.How similar two different things are.' the boy thought as he walked down the street by the old railway towards his home.
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by Kawka » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:42 pm
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Marzenia są jak słońce. Oświecają nam drogę i sprawiają, że chce się żyć i dzięki nim żyjemy...
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by iva wolf » Mon Aug 16, 2010 10:42 pm
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iva wolf wrote:Few clouds were up at that hour,their pure white fluff stained with a soft mixture oF grey and orange,flowing slowly,almost not moving,sending their farewell to the sun,which fought its last battle to shine above the earth.
'When they are alone,they dare not cry but once together,they mourn like it shall never rise.How similar two different things are.' the boy thought as he walked down the street by the old railway towards his home.
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