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Thursday, January 15, 2004

Eseis aristeros schisimo mesa dikos mou kardia,
etsi ekeinos eseis boulisi pote eimai lismono.

The tear you left, im drowned.

posted by Eric at 1/15/2004 09:05:00 PM

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