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Posted: 25 Feb, 2021 @ 2:31am
Updated: 26 Feb, 2021 @ 1:13am

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Þat mælti mín móðir,
at mér skyldi kaupa
fley ok fagrar árar,
fara á brott með víkingum,
standa upp í stafni,
stýra dýrum knerri,
halda svá til hafnar
höggva mann ok annan.



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My mother told me
someday I would die
from falling trees and sticks
or silent horrible Trolls.
Here many strange Deer
who sounds like f*cking dogs.
Many many Gremlin
which will f*ck your Mind!!!



9/10 Falling trees
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