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Thee
Oleh:
Fatih T.N
O thee,
brought me the light,
The
night most dark it was once
The
light of candles made eyes hurt
So
rendered others
thee, why the night was too black,
It
was not uncommon black
Was
it the wrath?
O,
may be this was the end,
Killed
me now
Not
a softly death.
Died
hardly or softly. me opted
Dread
of death.
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