The Sunrise came and the Sun is on the sky again. Blue box runs under getting close to the focal point of the mine. You will pull the hammer again.
Nervousness rises. The caller shuts the phone and you are left with a question: why? He must be really close to his work.
In the night, in the other world striken by the big They, very aggressively in a dark corner of the mine. Brutal. I must laugh at what happens here and now, in reality. No reason to get nervous. Really.
Calm yourself, relax.
So the story? It will begin soon. Great battle for Victory and Continuosness.
posted by pzi | 11:52 PM
2 Comments:
My heart makes a lot of money,
It brings it home, and drops it on the floor.
On the floor lash last
My fishes, my golden fishes.
Is this an original translation that you created? :D
Thank you for the great post. LittlePaul and the Skunk will pay you a lot, if you sell them this and more!
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