აპრილი 4, 2009
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SENSE OF PRESTIGE IS
A PECULIAR FEELING
The harmonious “encore” broke down,
The same happened to the burst of applause.
Don’t jump into the boat, it has no mast,
You can’t hoist the sails… it has no oars.
But the lust for power seizes you,
You
A PECULIAR FEELING
The harmonious “encore” broke down,
The same happened to the burst of applause.
Don’t jump into the boat, it has no mast,
You can’t hoist the sails… it has no oars.
But the lust for power seizes you,
You