On the day just before New Year’s Eve in a fairly small town happened something that none of the citizens ever imagined. A bank robbery, where the robber wanted to loot six thousand five hundred kronor, eventually turned into a… Continue Reading →
Time may rip up pages from your diary While the fading ink struggles to be seen But the phrases of kindness, scribbled or scribed Will wait for long before they cease The waves may sweep your traces off the… Continue Reading →
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