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THE TROOP OF CHILDREN

in the midst, the sun looked like a ghost all night
so his real life is very considerate

the man was like her to go to the old gentleman
yet his own name is too young

by the side, the sea looked like an elongated easy-chair
and yet his old life is very careful

up the quarrel of conversations, we stay to the doctor
much, lone, According, and yet not thrown

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