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Jan 2019
The things we thrive for,
Premium wine and solid gold;
Old and wise rare, deep to the core;
All in our hands, warm or cold!
Our fate lies in our hands, this very hands are powerful and knows no bounds when we are ready to believe
Written by
amuba  27/M/Lisboa
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