Zastanawiam sięjak smakuje kawaz Twojego kubkana czym zawieszasz wzrokpatrząc na północ Potem tęskniekilometrami ścieżekdla zabicia czasu. Wieczorempróbuje wejśćw Twoje sny boso. W butach nie śmiałbym.
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Poet (from Poland)
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Jakub Mistral 
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