BETWEEN THE STACKS IN THE LIBRARY NOT LIKE ANYONE STOPPED TO SEE WECAME THEY WENT, OUR BODIES SPENT AMONG THE DUST AND THE MICROFICHE DARK WINTERS WEAR
Between the stacks in the library not like anyone stopped to see we came they went, our bodies spent among the dust and the microfiche dark winters wear
Traducció: Els mals de ser purs de cor. Joves Adults de fricció.
: BETWEEN THE STACKS IN THE LIBRARY NOT LIKE ANYONE STOPPED TO SEE WECAME THEY WENT, OUR BODIES SPENT AMONG THE DUST AND THE MICROFICHE DARK WINTERS
Between the stacks in the library not like anyone stopped to see we came they went, our bodies spent among the dust and the microfiche dark winters