Den: 21.2.2021
Drone in the ears.

Když jsem Tě poprvé uviděl jinak

Someone else’s poem about me.

Someone else's poem about me. Lubomir Tomik the forest is the sun of my soul dark falls is my forest my soul is a forest set dark is soul sun My forest my soul is a dark forest above which the sun sometimes sets and hunters? They can't get rid of the feeling that it won't turn out well.
