Jun 2010
Here,
under the shadow
of the big rock,
the end of the route.
Here,
where the defense
seems impossible,
defeat turns into a raining pleasure.
under the shadow
of the big rock,
the end of the route.
Here,
where the defense
seems impossible,
defeat turns into a raining pleasure.
Written by
nefeli dikaiou
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