I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewrittenĪ wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Pityful a rethoric question ran over her cheek, then she continued her way. 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. She packed her seven versalia, put her initial into the belt and made herself on the way. 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’t listen. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.
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