Det är så jävla mycket härligt grått och massabruk över Timrå IK!
SM i svårmod och ångest.
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"And my soul has been kissed
Just because you exist
You're the gold that is free
You're the groom on one knee
You're the wind at my back
You give what I lack
You're the jewel in my hand
You're like rain on dry land
You're the focus the beam
You're realities dream
You're the blue in my black
You're the wind at my back
You're the flow that I feel
The illusion so real
You're the ocean the tide
You're the door open wide
You're the wish that I make
You're the prize I might take
You're the dream that's a fact
You're the wind at my back"
(Spocks beard - Wind at my back)