Fromm spoila brihte wyth feries
long beth evere dawn, Pound tries
onn his gurth. Thys moon
ys te fist… so soon
forenoon, noon
then spece, hies
Fromm spoila brihte wyth feries
long beth evere dawn, Pound tries
onn his gurth. Thys moon
ys te fist… so soon
forenoon, noon
then spece, hies
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