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The Touch of Your Lips
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Konstantín, Goddard, Korolev, la humanidad, el vacío, el olor de los libros, los paseos, toda esas putas, el alcohol, la mugre, las estrellas. Las jodidas estrellas.
Goshen
You’re on in five, it’s time you rise or fail. They’ve gone before, stood by your door all day. For what it’s worth, defend your kind from shame. The lights are down, go on inside, they’ve paid. You’re the face in stone, through the land I own. You never found it home. You’re not the … Continue reading Goshen