Splinter | ΤΕΛΙΚΗ ΕΚΔΟΧΗ
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Anna Przybyll
I carry you under my skin
like a splinter from that summer
time has overgrown us with silence
you are still a wound
that remembers my name
like a splinter from that summer
time has overgrown us with silence
you are still a wound
that remembers my name
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