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"Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
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sorridenteI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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insinuante"Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
Arthur SchopenhauerComment
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insistente
I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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vittima
"Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
Arthur SchopenhauerComment
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lascivaI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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buonista"Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
Arthur SchopenhauerComment
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appiccicosaI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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stranoIo non sono normale. Semplicemente perchComment
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mutevoleAnd tears come streaming down your face ,when you lose something you can't replace,when you love someone but it goes to waste, could it be worse? lights will guide you home , and ignite your bones , and i will try to fix youComment
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SCONOSCIUTA (per me)[I][COLOR=red][FONT=Century Gothic][SIZE=3][COLOR=seagreen][B]Se io muoio non piangere per me, fai quello che facevo io e continuerComment
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sconosciutoBiaComment
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odiosaI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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bugiardo
(non ci credo).. ghghghg...
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