Skrzypaczka

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Play us a song,
something chipper
with notes of
melancholy.

Play us a tune,
the origins of which
no longer exist in
our memory.

Flames once
engulfed this place
taking with them
history.

Play us a song,
the origins of which
none here seek
to know.

But remind us,
please, of a glory
we are determined
to own.

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