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- Rivers of light
- Sharp shine notes
- Eyes of the mirror
- Share the fall...
- Singularity [2]
- Singularity
- [April;2007]
- Ideal of Beauty [2]
- Ideal of Beauty
- Fetus
- Windmill
- Hungarian skies
- Preludii
- Horse power
- Grave
- Freedom
- Free fall
- Fall ... [2]
- Fall ...
- Eyes of the mirror
- Drained away red
- Don't wanna hear it... [2]
- Don't wanna hear it...
- Day of Creation
- Dancers
- Cristal in the rough
- Cobweb's sadness
- Circle of heaven
- Christmas in my heart
- But a shadow...
- Bubble gum colours
- Brain bubbles
- Blur
- Absolventza
- "Evita"
- Applause! [2]
- [Orléans, France ; Aug.2007]
- Just me just for you
- Applause!
- All eyes on you
- Adam & Eve ["I'm loving it!"]
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1 comment:
So I guess the use of swings teaches us from a very young age that whatever we do we'll always be alone in our very singularity?
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