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I carry the *dust* of a journeyThat cannot be shaken awayIt lives deep within meFor I breathe it every dayYou and I are yesterdays answersThe earth of the past come to fleshEroded by times riversTo the shapes we now possess.(Greg Lake - The Sage)
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I carry the *dust* of a journey
That cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
For I breathe it every day
You and I are yesterdays answers
The earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by times rivers
To the shapes we now possess.
(Greg Lake - The Sage)
Vendas, vendas... Apósitos en heridas sangrantes, remedios para dolencias inexistentes solo imaginadas en nuestra mente.
Y la imagen... Un absurdo reflejo de un día cualquiera
Very good!
Follows news at entertainnews
entertain news
entertain news
entertain news
entertain news
review
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