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The world of the unrestrained control...
The small drop of the
Prudence.

The shine..
A clank...

The love was hiding
From  the real mind..
But my real love...

The rime
Moskow
And the dead sunrise

My open summer...
Forgo from time

My unreasonable life
from iron beauty of world....
....................

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