| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - There is no white around me, neither is there a few black, Im flying in a cloudy universe, where every thing around me is grey.I find myself in that circle again, still waiting for a response, black or white, but nolonger grey.they say: for you everything is possible, except all, you may be everything but yourself, and there are many lies in the air.gloomy weather, but too hot, any way, Ihave to g
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