It’s like standing in the middle of a desert sprinkling water around with a cup (–Murakami)

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Arba:

Smulkiai tarkuotų morkų gatvė

Dvidešimt minučių ant mažos ugnies gatvė

Pupelių alėja

(čia juk nėra išdavystė/autorinių teisių vogimas, ar ne, D?)

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this is the life

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tears with explosions or explosions with tears

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banandėžė

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on the hill with my beloved bala

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when you don’t want to but you are the first one who come

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christmas tree!

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ukulėlinasi

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little paws <3

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and again in this place!

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G

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pagaliau aplankė!

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ačiū!

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paskutinis

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truly

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god’s rays

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somewhere part one

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a river which seperate P from G or G from P

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better life in opposite coast (or not?)

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happy pigs, jesus and music instruments – just three hours out of our way

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because va-click’ink

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never saw it in a daylight (it – all those it)

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like S said: take me a photo with these strange trees

better than Rathaus which is beside

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unexpected (just like always)

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oi

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mornings which are not mornings

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oi part two

kaip čia taip

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the first one last dinner

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fourty minutes maybe

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let’s go to make a breakfast now!

would you like to join?

 *išskrenda*

(ar *iš’šok’oja*?)

(ir vėl kaip sena gera išmintis byloja: neverk kaip smarkiai)