January 2010
											
		Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up? Am I still you'r charm, or am I just bad luck?  Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost? 
		
	
											
		11 dagar.  trettonde Januari tvåtusentio.  "And don't you bury me six feet under ground Just burn my body in a box And let my ashes blow with the wind Out into the night sky"
		
	
	
			
			
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
											
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