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some one complained to the master
there's one that i once loved so much
let us plant
my mother taught me that every night
are you alive?
listen to the sounding sea
do i like it
royal feast was done
along the banks
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
there is a city, builded by no hand
often is it not so?

 



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