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Librilla
Librilla is a Spanish village in the Murcia region. It had a population of 4614 in 2010 and an area of 56 km².
Geography
Librilla is located next to the Algecira's stream and it's crossed by the Oron river. It's situated in the shadow of Sierra de Carrascoy and the slopes of El Castellar, bordering the municipalities of Murcia to the north and east, north by Mula and Alhama de Murcia to the south and west.
History
Librilla's history dates back from Iberians time, which left the remains of a settlement in El Castellar. The name of this town gave it the Arab geographer Al-Idrissi, in the 12th century, called "Lymbraya", which in Arabic means "Ghost's stream" (Barranco de los Espectros). In 1243, after Muslim rule Librilla along with the rest of the Kingdom of Murcia is delivered as a protectorate of the future Alfonso X of Castile, then infant, through the surrender of Alcaraz. In times of Alfonso XI, Juan Manuel, governor of the King of Castile in the Kingdom of Murcia, Librilla inherited as part of the estates belonging to his father.
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Breakdown Day
by: Lou BarlowYou can love a lie
let a girl/man come inside
but never dare to let your need break through
you can't set it free
can't bear what you might be
it's sure to be a breakdown day come soon
your will is tested
it's not like you could be arrested
letting go to penetrate a peace
peace of body - peace of soul
but you're a pig of self-control
numb and cold, you starved your hole
now it's sure to steal your soul
please, please, please yourself
please, please, please your hole
but don't say please, it annoys me
you'll rot with disease if you don't please yourself
you have learned the strengths to annoy me
if a longing can be filled
when someone finally fits
it's tight but you'll get used to it
it hurts but you'll learn to crave it
glory, too aware of yourself