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Will the rose in all their learning
Turning brightness to day
Spur the horns of discerning
Scout the world along the way
And in their firm terms of warning
They return to the sea
And at the first sign of morning
They beat on his disease
So they wail
As their lies warn them
Not to fail in the harness
Not to fall at the shore
They are lost where the robe is
Sailors on southern more
And though they wail with the bonemen
Farther there somewhere inside
It doesn't show nights are warning
Beggars change so you'll burn
So they go
There's no way through there to show
In bar ways under
Not to fail in the harness
Not to rage at the shore
Not to rail in the darkness
When surrounded by roar
When to know there's a river
Some of them walk
Some of them fall
In the wars they
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HATA BİLDİR
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