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"naz" poems
i o nim iskrą w rrdze,           w gre na tło innych   narodziń -                i nim o iskre: krzemień o krzemień -     i kość o kość - nauka kaligrafii...       jak i ten co o męke                łuku ziemi w dary oddać pierw chciał nic, a potem proch -                 o potem kichnąć w sto braci leczy naród prośbą! też jak ja, obudzić ozór! **** powiadomił... niechaj ten ozór - horongiew nasza -             akcentów ilości sie zajada,          bo tyle umie -   i tyle wyzna - jak i słowem sie zachwyci: po rosaj i po germańsku - na weekend - i tym tam, na czeł  Mongoła: zapomnień, i zapomniawszy: zwany Lach, hujem przez sukiennice i kreski sławnych tabu ilokroci -                 i ta bida... stokroci. siała baba mak... ni widziała jak...            chlop... chlop... chlop...                        siała baba mak, ni widiała jak... bo tu kurvasiet chłop!           chłop! kak duszy Khrushchev? ni pomogje!          naz gu!                         niet harasho! niet! haraшo? Las Vegas etя: Lon-don, Pa-ri-ri Piri Piri Mex hey ** i co. - etc. ******* ****** Bahamas **** cult яя.
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 12:04 AM UTC
na szlachte, pan powiódł szatana!
One day i asked god 'Why everything couldn't turn out right ? Why after sunny mornings there are dark nights ?' God smiled and asked ''Will you know the value of happiness if you never felt pain Who will wait for sunshine, if there were no rains'' In agreement I nodded my head Few seconds later my cuckoo was found dead In tears i asked him again Now behind this heavy loss, what could be the gain Why you punish good people and the bad one's are free How will you prove now, your earlier plea ! Why are we tested again and again Why it stays, the old memories stain Why the innocent smiles fade away Why sometimes we can't see any positive ray Why do we need to regret, Why do we cry Why sometimes we don't find any reason to try Why sometimes everything seems to wrong Why sometimes our heart cannot sing back the love song Why sometimes it's impossible to forget the old past days Why you made life so hard and such a maze ? Why can't things be fine all the time ? God laughed again and said ''If I made life undemanding, how would you value this gift of mine ? #naz
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 10:24 AM UTC
Questions to god