DeletedUser2057
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ik word trouwens een beetje morbide van deze hele situatie. 
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DeletedUser
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Wat vervelend
DeletedUser2057
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ja inderdaad, het is behoorlijk ongaangenaam vanuit mijn perspectief. 
DeletedUser
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Tja, zo gaat dat meestal
DeletedUser2057
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poëziebumpje
This Be The Verse
BY PHILIP LARKIN
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.
This Be The Verse
BY PHILIP LARKIN
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.
DeletedUser
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floep !
DeletedUser2057
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Een rappert 
DeletedUser
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Zucht .
KingSpartacus
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coole avatar...
DeletedUser2057
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Adlestrop
BY EDWARD THOMAS
Yes. I remember Adlestrop—
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.
The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop—only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.
Source: Poems (1917)
BY EDWARD THOMAS
Yes. I remember Adlestrop—
The name, because one afternoon
Of heat the express-train drew up there
Unwontedly. It was late June.
The steam hissed. Someone cleared his throat.
No one left and no one came
On the bare platform. What I saw
Was Adlestrop—only the name
And willows, willow-herb, and grass,
And meadowsweet, and haycocks dry,
No whit less still and lonely fair
Than the high cloudlets in the sky.
And for that minute a blackbird sang
Close by, and round him, mistier,
Farther and farther, all the birds
Of Oxfordshire and Gloucestershire.
Source: Poems (1917)
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DeletedUser
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Weer bij grootouders.
Topic van de dag: dokters
Topic van de dag: dokters
DeletedUser24277
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okee.......
DeletedUser
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Stiekem ben ik er nog.
DeletedUser2057
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ik claim dit topic om mijn ctrl+v te legen btw. Boeit me niks dat daar een ander topic voor is.
DeletedUser
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Ik claim dit topic om weer eens te Nachtwakeren.
DeletedUser2057
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ja maar, zo werkt dat niet. Je mag hier alleen bingoballen posten.
DeletedUser
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Kom op, we geven dit topic niet zo makkelijk weg aan de bingo-nazi's.
DeletedUser2057
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Rutger, je snapt het niet. Ich bin ein Bingonazi.
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