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Gorlest

Ramūnas

Kaunas, Kauno Apskritis, Lithuania

Im just a ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌~~JESTER~~ ᠌᠌᠌ .
MK187᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌MURDA KILLA
"The evening is quiet, the moon is crying in the lane with invisible light
Alone again, again to the bottom, again suddenly summer ends"

"Вечер затих, плачет луна на переулке невидимым светом
Снова один, снова до дна, снова внезапно кончается лето"

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Complications From Neuroleptics ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌MK187 ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌ ᠌᠌᠌MURDA KILLA

The pupil flinched (what), the door slammed (hey)
Drops fell on fashionable jeans
It's still early, it's late now, the birds are tired of flying and hung
Affectionately whispers at the feet of black soil
The crowns of the trees waited for the sunset
You want to stay, you want to go (what)
And if anything, we won't go back
New "yes", old "no", the line breaks under the load of weeks
Night by the pond, drunken dawn, yes, I wanted to, but hardly so abruptly
In the worn out tread, dirt and sand (sand), I collect myself in pieces
Birch sap (sap) is quietly flowing, yes, I wanted to, but it hardly took that long

This depression is caused by the use of antipsychotics. It is a dangerous complication. It is necessary to cancel psychotropic drugs or reduce their dose

A loving gaze choked on a tear, someone already, but for now, apart from
Death on a subbotnik waves a scythe in the endless expanses of the June field
All who are born will die someday, the gentle dawn will turn to the sunset
Phenibut hisses smoothly in the stomach, it is possible faster, but better not
The evening is quiet, the moon is crying
On a lane by invisible light
Alone again, down to the bottom again
Summer ends suddenly again