Linda van Diepen maar of ze die kant op komt weet ik niet. Maar je kan het altijd vragen. Zeker als ze er meerdere kan behandelen.
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Fog on her glasses, From the still steaming tea, A book in her hand, As she casually reads.
A catch in her breath, As the Climax grows near, She's deaf to the world : The book's all she can hear.
She's completely lost now, or perhaps she is found,
In this strange paper world
That's far from the ground.