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Men have tears too
While I was walking in the etreets of kyve I lost me and went searching for myself in a little bar
girls , working there, understood me in very few seconds
and I asked my self: why did I waste ages to get, there, understood?
tears dropped on my cheeks asking me for no permisson
Kyve, Ukraine
3 am
29-9-2007
I once again recommend the breaking off the first line to smaller pieces so it has an easier flow.
Just a thought.
Aden
(oh yeah...look for a name change in your guestbook in a bit....maybe tonight or something....)