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I left my heart in San Francisco with some club kids on a crowded street
somewhere
The sky was red and he said,
"would you like to come be a part of my North American Dream?"
I could try to chase life down, down the street and I·d find the separation
of fact and fictïon
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02.03.2007, 15:59 de ionela viteazul