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(IPOGS, Walls) nocą wyszedłem przed blok
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Harry Haller
last night I went outside the block
the Moon was puffing, I saw a cat
drinking off the darkness; he dipped
his feline lips in a thick puddle
of the dusk. that thing I can't forget
the Moon was puffing, I saw a cat
drinking off the darkness; he dipped
his feline lips in a thick puddle
of the dusk. that thing I can't forget
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