has the cruel fate struck once again! My wonderful, super fantastic, irreplaceable sunglasses on my big trip to the south of Germany was lost and with it a small part of my heart ....... what a horrible tragedy!
And so I dedicate my great, but so far nameless sun glasses are a little song:
Leaves from the vine, falling so slow
Like fragile tiny shells drifting in the pond
Little soldier boy come marching home
Brave soldier boy comes marching home .. ...
[The Silence]
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