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Jun 27. 2026
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221Across the fields I stand so tall, a golden crown admired by all. Though I can never roam or run, each day I turn to face the sun.
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103221Across the fields I stand so tall, a golden crown admired by all. Though I can never roam or run, each day I turn to face the sun.
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