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halloween poem for kid

je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
pensées par ma tête
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer
une histoire très remarquable ceci est
le soleil est vers le haut
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
j'ai moulé le monde

 



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