Embed assets in elf file (#2466)
* FBT: file_assets generator * Elf file: process manifest section externally * FBT, file_assets generator: add assets signature * Storage: assets path alias * Flipper application: assets unpacker * Apps, Storage: use '/data' alias for apps data * Storage: copy file to file * Assets: log flag, fixes * Update f18 api * Assets: asserts * Assets: fix signature_data check * App assets: example * Example assets: fix folder structure in readme * Assets: fix error handling * Assets builder: use ansii instead of utf-8, use .fapassets section instead of .fapfiles, add assets path to signature * Elf file: comment strange places * Storage: totaly optimized storage_file_copy_to_file
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A Jelly-Fish by Marianne Moore
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Visible, invisible,
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A fluctuating charm,
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An amber-colored amethyst
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Inhabits it; your arm
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Approaches, and
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It opens and
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It closes;
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You have meant
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To catch it,
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And it shrivels;
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You abandon
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Your intent—
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It opens, and it
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Closes and you
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Reach for it—
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The blue
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Surrounding it
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Grows cloudy, and
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It floats away
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From you.
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source: "https://poets.org/anthology/poems-your-poetry-project-public-domain"
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My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson
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I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
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And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
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He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
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And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.
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The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
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Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
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For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,
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And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.
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He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,
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And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
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He stays so close beside me, he’s a coward you can see;
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I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
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One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
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I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
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But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
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Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
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source: "https://poets.org/anthology/poems-your-poetry-project-public-domain"
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Theme in Yellow by Carl Sandburg
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I spot the hills
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With yellow balls in autumn.
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I light the prairie cornfields
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Orange and tawny gold clusters
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And I am called pumpkins.
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On the last of October
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When dusk is fallen
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Children join hands
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And circle round me
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Singing ghost songs
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And love to the harvest moon;
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I am a jack-o'-lantern
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With terrible teeth
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And the children know
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I am fooling.
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source: "https://poets.org/anthology/poems-your-poetry-project-public-domain"
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