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  A serene joy fills my soul on these sweet spring mornings. Alone, I feel the charm of existence in this blissful place. I am so happy and absorbed in tranquil existence that I neglect my talents. Though unable to draw a single stroke, I feel more like an artist than ever. Read more: and yet...Read More

click the link:  Even the all-powerful Pointing The copy warned the Little Blind Text about its dangerous journey. It explained that her origin had been rewritten countless times, leaving nothing but the word “and” as a trace of where she came from. Despite the warning, the Little Blind Text refused to listen. She believed in her...Read More

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country,...Read More