The evening fell down |
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Glasses restrain driving and facet wan faces like a faraway green water. Notice that's evening just because sinking within circles of peace and weightless feelings that gently lay the hearth within waves of past. Follow the iridescence which separates memories and sorrows plunge now down into the warmth of people. As shadow tossed in a spasmodic game of lights inflamed by internal fever more intense that stars the night remixes among thousand lifes streams of sentiments and thoughts so similar and unlike one from each other undistinguishable sail within this stream |
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