User blog comment:Abbykurle/Google translate writes Slave of the Phantoms/@comment-32657625-20191123134706

"One of my employees told me to put my summer gardens in a camp."

"He did not give birth to the words of Urim Arim and listened carefully to the yellow cloth."

"Asterius was waiting for the arrival of Mario in the cell."

"Armin looked up and looked at the fertilizer."

"''I am your Gerald." Ariam smiled."''

"Blood spilled from a cliff in Florida."

"Maria flies like a used pen."

"The final music wall collapses as Greely wears a towel, a blue light from his lap."

WHEEEZEEEEEEE

OH MY GOODNESS

THAT IS POETRY

XD