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vy, lide
Tita'n je materie
Oceanus vln
a srdce, srdce bije
rybim ocasum
chladive doteky po kameni
stekaji
penive chocholy po rameni
doutnaji
vzpina se vlna za vlnou
bourlivym hlasem vola
pobrezi skokem zdola
obejme tvuj pas
strhne do naruce
ras
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Norman knyghte
Le Petite Rire
Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians
can say 'ni' at will to old ladies.
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