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  <title>when your mind's made up</title>
  <subtitle>Алиса</subtitle>
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    <name>Алиса</name>
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  <updated>2009-03-26T21:48:12Z</updated>
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    <title>a_azerty @ 2009-03-27T00:39:00</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-26T21:48:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0033"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stereo (00:56:53 26/03/2009)&lt;br /&gt;инглиш, от двух четверостиший. со словом red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;в рамках локального квазистихотворного эксперимента&lt;br /&gt;даже с хэппи эндом, неожиданно&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once yellow.&lt;br /&gt;dandelions&lt;br /&gt;sun-shaped slice of lemon&lt;br /&gt;warm rays of sun&lt;br /&gt;and blinding halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once blue.&lt;br /&gt;hard wind and heavy rain&lt;br /&gt;i had no clue&lt;br /&gt;about life.&lt;br /&gt;i knew &lt;br /&gt;few things -&lt;br /&gt;cold coffee, jazz,&lt;br /&gt;excruciating emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once grey.&lt;br /&gt;last cigarette, &lt;br /&gt;ashtray&lt;br /&gt;of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;i was astray&lt;br /&gt;i was alone and independent&lt;br /&gt;self-betray and get away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once red.&lt;br /&gt;in love and hate.&lt;br /&gt;my heart was spread &lt;br /&gt;on thin layers of nerves.&lt;br /&gt;believe me,&lt;br /&gt;all the books i've read&lt;br /&gt;made sence&lt;br /&gt;since i was feeling mad&lt;br /&gt;and desperate. &lt;br /&gt;i was half dead&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want to end with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once white.&lt;br /&gt;plain happiness of being&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;i was right&lt;br /&gt;reflections of electric light at night&lt;br /&gt;give hope&lt;br /&gt;to streets and highways.&lt;br /&gt;i am holding tight</content>
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