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This
is the poem:
Around
the corner I have a friend, In
this great city that has no end, Yet
the days go by and weeks rush on, And
before I know it, a year is gone. And
I never see my old
This
is the poem:
Around
the corner I have a friend, In
this great city that has no end, Yet
the days go by and weeks rush on, And
before I know it, a year is gone. And
I never see my old
This
is the poem:
Around
the corner I have a friend, In
this great city that has no end, Yet
the days go by and weeks rush on, And
before I know it, a year is gone. And
I never see my old