On the playground. The children don't really need me, my wife is teaching, biding my time. Wow, says a mother to her daughter, who is making a fast round on the carrousel. People are people, that is obvious. And I just sit here, practicing my writing skill. Existential, as some would call it. A survival mechanism, I would say, to talk my way out of it. But there ishttp://hope.eliens.net, in one http://word.eliens.net, if you needhttp://energy.eliens.net, then http://eat.eliens.net!
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Mikki Eliens Mag op jouw site niet reageren. Hope. Was ooit zeer geraakt over "the road not taken". Achteraf misschien een minder goed gedicht, maar ging over de flos van "lost" van Wagoner. Hope? Mooi maar klinkt niet vrolijk.
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