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owocne zbiory czas uczcić! ha!
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skrypt, skrypt... skrypt, skrypt..
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Empty spaces - what are we living for?
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Writing, writing, writing, writing. Huh? Christmas? Where?
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To nie tak, że mnie to nie obeszło... Ja po prostu nie staram się przejmow
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I have seen peace. I have seen pain, Resting on the shoulders of your name
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The pain is the proof of that you're still alive. Remember.
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And dread the day when dreaming ends...
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So I take one more step.. to the lost memories.
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There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
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I have seen peace. I have seen pain, Resting on the shoulders of your name
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The pain is the proof of that you're still alive. Remember.
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