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'ADV_ORGANIZER 1.0 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero,tipo,refresh,output
response.write(organize_adv(0,categoria,300,250,,,8,,1,0,1,))
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'ADV_ORGANIZER 1.0 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero,tipo,refresh,output
response.write(organize_adv(0,categoria,300,250,,,8,,1,0,1,))
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<%
'ADV_ORGANIZER 2.1 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero, tipo, refresh, output, IdUtente, TipoAdsense, skin
Response.Write(organize_adv(0, categoria, 120, 600, , , 9, , 1, 0, 0, , , 1, 2 ))
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Play DeadA moth into a butterfly and a lie into the sweetest truth I'm so afraid of life I try to call your name but I'm silenced by the fear of dying in your heart once again
I see the seasons changing And in the heart of this autumn I fall With the leaves from the trees
I play dead To hide my heart Until the world gone dark fades away
I cry like God cries the rain and I'm just one step away from the end of today
I see the reasons changing And in the warmth of the past I crawl Scorched by the shame
I play dead To hide my heart Until the world gone dark fades away
I stay dead Until you veil my scars and say goodbye to fate Before it's too late |