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Montag, 28. September 2009
Montag, 21. September 2009
Donnerstag, 17. September 2009
Montag, 14. September 2009
Samstag, 5. September 2009
like glas.
there was somthing about turning it into glas ...what was my voice. no it was not mine it was what i thought when i saw what was there. in this lake. nowhere. here.
Freitag, 4. September 2009
spitting me
there was no time nether a moment i could not get back i was in it again. this i call freedom. i spit for it.
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