Tell me, gentle flowers, teardrops of the stars, standing in the garden, nodding your heads to the bees as they sing of the dews and the sunbeams, are you aware of the fearful doom that awaits you?
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
The words of the phrophets...
...are written on the subway walls...
Simon&Garfunkel
The intstruction of ,,How tu use the library at Warsaw University". Found at the Institute Of Journalism.
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