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As our brains think at ones throw the core...
I break descending law of your kiss
You fix burbling sound of your lips
I leave just for good from my brain
Instead fast you become my refrain
I talk to myself: don't give up
You drink slow my spirit from the cup...
Now we are transparence even more
As our brains think at ones throw the core...
Vasil Marku 2012
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Vasil Marku
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