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grandma poem

sad are they who know not love
rising moon has hid the stars
do i like it
desolate and lone
see, they return
over the river, on the hill
white foam flower, red flame flower
a thousand silent years ago
the hypocritic days
all those treasures that lie
they threw a stone, you threw a stone

 



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