you always sing, but to what end?
So that someone can discover
your dead carcass mid the clover?
Winter comes, and what do you own?:
you can’t live on wind alone.
marcin
(Marcin)
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you always sing, but to what end?
So that someone can discover
your dead carcass mid the clover?
Winter comes, and what do you own?:
you can’t live on wind alone.