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"garsherbrum" poems
My feet were planted on the mountains of Garsherbrum. My arm as wide as the Amazon, I wore a linen called purple, Surely I became a God to my people.
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Oct 12, 2020
Oct 12, 2020 at 6:57 AM UTC
lanech
VAGABOND (A)
My feet were planted on the mountains of Garsherbrum. My arm as wide as the Amazon, I wore a linen called purple, Surely I became a God to my people.
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