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"My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad.."
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Den gang Turte var en stor hest, og vi var små barn ..
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