Honey harvest

The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.

3 thoughts on “Honey harvest

  1. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.

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  2. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

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