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The attempt to separate the soul
With you, the complaint bow,
Yet agonizing sounds
In the title and Rzhaksa Muchkap.

I ... them, as if it were you,
As if that you yourself,
I love all the energy of vanity,
By darkened mind.

As the night, tired to shine,
As the, that asthma - muslin,
As the, that even the mezzanine
When a shaking your shoulders.

Whose whisper hovered on disdain?
ABOUT, Does my? Not, soul - your,
He volatilized lips
Air drops of alcohol.

As in bliss brightened thought!
Impeccably. As a groan.
As foam, at midnight, on three sides
Suddenly illuminated by the Cape.

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