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Hela Ra
In a time long past, a figure did arise, With mind aflame and visions in his eyes. HelaRa, a name etched in history's scroll, A genius o...
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Yes, they are alive and can have those colors, But I, in my soul, am alive too. I feel I must sing and dance, to tell Of this in ...
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IF A CHILD LIVES WITH CRITICISM, HE LEARNS TO CONDEMN. IF A CHILD LIVES WITH RIDICULE, HE LEARNS TO BE SHY. IF A CHILD LIVES WITH HOSTILI...
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Of the Beach at Fontana Wind whines and whines the shingle, The crazy pierstakes groan; A senile sea numbers each single Slimesi...
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