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Here beside me, under endless howling winds
My dying race is wandering homewards,
Led by an old man to shores that don't exist,
Just emptiness remains...
On and on goes our march gruesome as the
Light of sun, cold as winds
That hide Показать текст...
My dying race is wandering homewards,
Led by an old man to shores that don't exist,
Just emptiness remains...
On and on goes our march gruesome as the
Light of sun, cold as winds
That hide Показать текст...
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