I am now verschwund two weeks.
If the world will end, so I realize that even without power.
If not me three teenagers have driven to madness, keel up in the Havel, the Baltic Sea, my hold, not only given me a genackbrechenden storm tree fall, different thoughts henceforth carried me in futures or even more difficult pasts, over the measure, so I'm going in this writing bay probably reloaded anchor with new treasures.
It's a pretty piece putziges Mole, where I may moor there.
Some strange people hearken sometimes allda.
It tuhet way as if it had not maintained my barge.
It's like as if not there.
It tuet way as if there was no lying in itself a problem. It is not there, and you're there.
Yes, folks, here is played slightly sharper.
Who knows what he says?
Which template may help out?
Taking a Impossible known as such?
No, I'm reassured that they will not do.
That would be too unprofessional.
I spoke in riddles?
I'm fine.
Just a little carnival in the summer.
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Live it to the fullest!
Luck on!
Ps. Consider it my message well during his absence erquicklichen. ;-)
Happy holidays to you!