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Понедельник, 21.05.2012, 17:18 | RSS |
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The Awakening I wake up in the basement, I'm so hungry, I'm dry, I must be here sleepwalking, Mustn't I? Getting up from my easy chair Looking for my wife Following a trial of crimson Spots that lead into the night. Suddenly I realize, I see it all through real eyes – These crimson spots Are dripping from my hand And oh...it makes me feel like a man |
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