Title: Valgfritt

Text: I ponder of something great. My lungs will fill and then deflate. They fill with fire, exhale desire, I know it's dire, my time today. I have these thoughts, so often I ought to replace that slot with what I once bought, 'cause somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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