Well it’s been about two weeks…
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wondering what to write, ’cause now I’m just sitting here in silence, thinking… trying to figure out some way of putting to words someting that would describe all that I feel right now, but it’s impossible because every moment is changing, every moment you move and I can’t keep up.
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Pushing the boundaries of comedy. “The Black Adder” rekommenderas. Brittisk humor. Fyra säsonger, varje säsong ett annat århundrade. Rowan Atkinson. Sista säsongen utspelar sig under 1:a världskriget. “Whatever it was, I’m sure it was better than my plan to get out of this by pretending to be mad. I mean, who would have noticed another madman round here?
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City Praise i lördags. Lovsång, Nice! He va bra! Nästa månad igen. Lördag Crosspoint. Gonna’ be good! Can’t wait! Sedan Midsummer Festival, Jerusalem men kanske jag uppdaterar nånting före de. Be Blessed!
