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(zdroj: by MartaSyrko)
walking around my mind
we dont have enough time
my heart screamin without voice,
please speak slowly,
dont make noise.
Little flower next to rose
lookin for the sun, and toes..
she needs humans, without pose.
give them proof small kinky rose
they will give you one black horse
Dear flower, my little lover,
our world is closed..
