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no
no, the weather is cold
the time is so old
and she wanted one word
life

the hero appeared
carrying a sword
wearing a strong shield
may give

it was penetrated
by the weakest
bad and lowest
must dive

help the older
smile to the younger
said every morning

help us our highness
God
go to your GOD AND OBEY HIM WELL

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