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That Night
I observe my heart, look at me and tell me what do you see in my heart, try to read me right,I go everywhere, everywhen, loose often and some time tight.I love to smell the roses, I guess that is allright,
but that night ,,, that night, when and when and when
when my soul went beyond control
when I comprehinded the details and understood the whole
at that moment when all for one and one for all
that night when things apeared so pretty:
girls, vodka, music, chiars, tables and even that sad wall
but tell me what did happen that night? I was too drunk to recall!
4 am
28-9-2007
Kyve- Ukrain
