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i-au vazut de proudest stele
de atunci, fără
dis-de-dimineaţă, a spus el
noapte a fost negru şi drear
I, atunci când a fost rupt în Londra
ai văzut-o pe mersul pe jos prin sat
umil în acest mormânt se află un cuceritor
ai spus tu ma iubesti
caut dincolo de
în săli de de somn de tine wandered


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