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\r\nVinknessies<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nEens het ek in my hande gehou<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nvinkeiers, hul was hemelblou,<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nen kaal kleintjies voor hul gesmyt word teen<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndie wal probeer nog aan my vingers klou<\/i>.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

\r\nSpleen<\/i>\r\n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nEk dra die swartgal in my bloedstroom rond;<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\ndaarom ontwaak ek traag en kom ek swaar orent<\/i>.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nHoe word mens aan die bitter wakkerlange<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nsmaak wat klewe in jou mond gewend?<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\r\nB.J. TOERIEN<\/i>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>
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Over dit hoofdstuk\/artikel<\/h3>\n

Barend J. Toerien<\/a><\/p>\n
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