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πIn gray kingdom, in darkness and cold, in an arrogant city with pale flowers, mired forever in disease and hunger, trembling light of lightning, roar of night thunder. Empty palace room is stuffy with soot, young prince is sad, a tear glistens on his collar, his lips move, and itβs not a matter of conscience, but the meanness of the world, light of candles dances in dull gold 1 reply
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