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I am what I could be
in the paradise of the sun.
I am the paladin,
the life in the desert.
I am the star of the kingdom
of the palace along the moon.
I am of courtly standing.
I have gone in all directions,
in the life from which I exist.
And now I go to heaven
in the night.
I am soft, fallen.
In my deeds,
I am spoken in languages.
My story is lost,
my life was chosen.
winnie the poem
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winnie the poem  27/M/Belgium
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