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Existens of tomorrow


Days of the futurists

I exist in the past, im walking the present.
my body has a disgusting smell of human aggression
We have to throw ourself to our senses

Hitt, grab, and run down these ridiculous fence. They Are Nothing but redundant Expenses.

In the present we have to take the nature seriously
if not, our beautiful earth is going to perish mysteriously





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Publicerad 2010-06-21 00:03



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