Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.<\/p>\n
The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.<\/p>\n
O my friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the splendour of these visions!<\/p>\n
A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart.<\/p>\n
I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine.<\/p>\n
The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn\u2019t listen.<\/p>\n
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.<\/p>\n
When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane.<\/p>\n
Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.<\/p>\n
The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn\u2019t listen.<\/p>\n
She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way.<\/p>\n
When she reached the first hills of the Italic Mountains, she had a last view back on the skyline of her hometown Bookmarksgrove, the headline of Alphabet Village and the subline of her own road, the Line Lane.<\/p>\n
Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. On her way she met a copy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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