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Fatima sits with a rock/Her residence was her palace, and now it’s absent, collapsed and damaged/To whom can she complain?/She fell victim to this lure amongst correct and left…/Could it be written, whether the troops appear or not?Hello there darkness, my aged Mate/I’ve come to talk to you again/Mainly because a eyesight softly creeping/Stil