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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 20/11/2002 | ___________________ There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. |
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 20/11/2002 | ___________________ There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. |
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Grade : [Druide] Inscrit le 11/07/2002 | |
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 20/11/2002 | ___________________ There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. |
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 20/11/2002 | ___________________ There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. |
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Grade : [Druide] Inscrit le 11/07/2002 | |
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 07/11/2002 | ___________________ Le drame des dictatures, c'est qu'elles donnent toute licence aux malades mentaux, aux mégalomanes, aux méchants, aux malhonnêtes gens d'aller jusqu'au bout de leur folie, de leur mégalomanie, de leur méchanceté, de leur malhonnêteté.
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 04/07/2002 | ___________________ Je te montrerai ton effroi dans une poignée de poussière.
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Grade : [Druide] Inscrit le 11/07/2002 | |
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 20/11/2002 | ___________________ There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. |
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Grade : [Druide] Inscrit le 11/07/2002 | |
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Grade : [Nomade] Inscrit le 07/11/2002 | ___________________ Le drame des dictatures, c'est qu'elles donnent toute licence aux malades mentaux, aux mégalomanes, aux méchants, aux malhonnêtes gens d'aller jusqu'au bout de leur folie, de leur mégalomanie, de leur méchanceté, de leur malhonnêteté.
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