Title: Valgfritt

Text: Remainders of a shooting star landed directly on our broke down little car. Before then, we had made a wish, that we would be missed. If one or another just did not exist. 'Cause that's what we're waiting for, that's what we're waiting for, that's what we're waiting on, aren't we? Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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