Μόνος - Alone By Edgar Alan Poe

Poem By dimitrios galanis

Check the functioning of the tongue
Check the functioning of the truck
That is our task
That is our tariff.

Call it monopoly
Call it whatever you like.

But we are here
But we are here.

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