Herzlich Willkommen auf der Homepage von Petra Christiane Wurz. Kultur ist ein Wert an sich, sie muss sich nicht rechnen, schon gar nicht rechtfertigen! .

Kilou moi c prixou j aime m amusser deconner et boire mon verre sans kon me fasse chier apart sa je suis simple avk des defaut comme tout le monde et je vous dit onne visite a tous.

Puis il y eut ce bâtard qui pour manger à sa faim. Sur un rafiot bondé de jeunesses brisées.

Poem about Olivia; by Carina and Sarah-Marie. My heart was full with love for you. I was so lucky, that is true. But love has gone, time flew away. The music in me I had for us. Ran into a complete fuss. It stopped playing for you, my dear. Another man came and everything was clear. I no longer was the girl behind her man. He opened my cage, kept me up in the palm of his hand. It was my pleasure being his treasure.

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