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thanksgiving poem

alle beruhigen entlang dem potomac
es gibt ein Land voll des Weins
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
die Luft ist von Dämmerung und Frühling voll
wenn die Stunden des Tages numeriert werden
ich kann nicht seinem greatness immer glauben

 



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