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Tonery, tusze HP, Brother, Samsung
Wyposa¿enie,urzadzenia gastronomiczne,
profesjonalne wyposa¿enie pizzerii, blachy do pizzy, piece, miksery, akcesoria barmañskie, urzadzenia barowe,
piece konwekcyjno parowe Convect i Retigo, higiena kuchenna, ciagi technologiczne, ³opaty do pizzy i wiele innych
sklep internetowy - wyposa¿enie dla gastronomii.
Ogród Online - maszyny ogrodnicze kosiarki spalinowe, kosiarki elektryczne,kosy spalinowe, podkaszarki, minici¹gniki,kosiarki-traktorki i inne maszyny ogrodnicze. Bezpoœredni importer kosiarek, odœnie¿arek i innych maszyn ogrodniczych.
Zdrowie, medycyna - polecamy serwisy intetrnetowe poswiecone medycynie, jednym z nich jest katalog
zdrowie i uroda grupuj¹cy serwisy tematyczne.
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Opisy do komunikatora
Wino,wina, sklep winiarski
wino Europy, najlepsze wina wed³ug winiarskich przewodników.
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What you get and what you see
Things that don't come easily
Feeling happy in my vein
Icicles within my brain
(cocain)
Something blowing in my head
Winter's ice, it soon will spread
Death would freeze my very soul
Makes me happy, makes me cold
My eyes are blind but I can see
The snowflakes glisten on the tree
The sun no longer sets me free
I feel there's no place freezing me
Let the winter sun shine on
Let me feel the frost of dawn
Fill my dreams with flakes of snow
Soon I'll feel the chilling glow
Don't you think I know what I'm doing
Don't tell me that it's doing me wrong
You're the one who's really a loser
This is where I feel I belong
Crystal world with winter flowers
Turns my day to frozen hours
Lying snowblind in the sun
Will my ice age ever come?
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doda³: czarny_glan
czytano: 600 razy
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Fragment na dzis:
Marilyn Manson : Posthuman
She's got eyes like zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be
Perfect like Kennedy
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say,
Show me the dead stars,
All of them -
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sing
This is a riot
Religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
She's pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
She's a saint like Jackie-O
This isn't g-
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od, this isn't god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say, show me the dead stars,
All of them sing
This is a riot
Religious and clean
(Coma White):
All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold....
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