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Prkl, stana, hlvetti... oon flunssassa, ei oo yhtään hauskaa : P korvat/kurkku on kipeinä, kuumetta, aivastuttaa, jne... stana, en jaksaaaa!! toivottavasti se mennee äkkiä pois, tai multa mennee hermot oikeesti x P helevatana... väsyttää, en saanu yölä ees nukuttua kunnola, ku olin iha tukosa... en oo nukkunu päiväläkään, prkl.... vastoinkäymisiä, vastoinkäymisiä ja vastoinkäymisiä : P yeppee, elämä rulez... in you dreams! Aina ei voi voittaa, ei ees joka kerta... Oon litkiny teetä koko päivän...

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Edgar Allan Poe - Alone

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were- I have not seen
As others saw- I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow- I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone-
And all I lov'd- I lov'd alone-

Then- in my childhood- in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still-
From the torrent, or the fountain-
From the red cliff of the mountain-
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold-
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by-
From the thunder, and the storm-
And the cloud that took the form
(When all the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

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