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grandmother poem

ich sehe allen menschlichen Esprit
ich liebe, eine Weile weg zu stehlen
O angemessen und stately Mädchen, dessen Augen
sie hörte die Kinder, in der Sonne zu spielen
ich kann nicht seinem greatness immer glauben
ein Dichter, nachdem den Zaum seine Zunge entfernt habend
es gibt keine Menge, gleichwohl aufgepaĂźt und geneigt
in der LageSEIN, jede Seite jeder Frage zu sehen
gelebt durch den River-side
bleiben Sie nicht mehr

 



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