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Found Poetry 767
we were sunk ships that day stuck in a villain of a cold river enough to make the willows shiver in the middle out of coal crying a little for sight of shore being free will come, it must moving like fresh water to the front and our heavy bodies out and up
This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.
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