I please...  
I please  With an ease,  Please, let me   Breathe.  Let free,  Release   Or   My life   Will cease  And I will   Freeze<  In a dark   Decease,  Like ancient  Gods of  Greece.   Let me free  Of your tease,  And irony   And disease,   For I seize the sky   And soar up   With autumn geese   Against thy  Breeze. by jurcix, dec 2008
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Publicēja: jurcix 
Datums: 07.12.2008. - 02:05:24 
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