Title: Valgfritt

Text: My sympathies for the obsolete are climbing higher every day. It ain't so funny when you see it's you that's in everyone's way. I've got nothing to prove and no one round to care if I did, my head is burning up from all the doubts that overcrowd it. It's all a matter of time before I run out of points to make, out of points to make. Can't you see all the time it's wasting, they can't believe all the space we're taking. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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