reichl@sgh
Aut furit, aut lacrimat, quem non fortuna beavit!




For every dream that is left behind me
I take a bow
With every war that will rage inside me
I hear the sound
Of another day in this vanishing life
Returned to dust
And every chance I've pushed away
Into the night

(
Old Hearts Fall - Katatonia)


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