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Misdirection. What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes. © Swordfish
Every face I see is cold as ice,
Everything I touch is pale,
Ever since I lost imagination.
Like a stream that flows into the sea,
I am lost for all eternity,
Ever since you took your love away from me.
Sometimes the sound of goodbye,
Is louder than any drumbeat.
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Весной много трудились по уборке побережья в поселке, начали обустраивать родник. У нас будет родник и купель - гораздо лучше, чем в Тарасково на святых источниках.
Отправили наши добрые дела на конкурс Губернатора.
Ребята, кому не сложно - проголосуйте за наши инициативы по благоустройству поселка и чистке побережья http://amisharin.ru/competitions/work/kn2/pg3/21/s...Там только нажать кнопочку. Спасибо, кто поддержит.
Подробно здесь:
http://amisharin.ru/competitions/work/kn2/pg3/21/so0/sn0/
Проголосуем???
Misdirection. What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes. © Swordfish
Every face I see is cold as ice,
Everything I touch is pale,
Ever since I lost imagination.
Like a stream that flows into the sea,
I am lost for all eternity,
Ever since you took your love away from me.
Sometimes the sound of goodbye,
Is louder than any drumbeat.
