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Hundred

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Hundreds of joking hatred gathered together for everlasting stay,
Two hundred were solidly in love with themselves,
Three thousand voices were heard.
A crowd must be heated in straight affairs
Of their laughter, and joking is unheard of.
A joy destroyed us, destiny will give us a new look.

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