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Над нежною губой - жемчужная роса.

Как милосердны вновь святые небеса!

Сквозь сутолоку толп, в безрадостности дня

Сиянье ясных глаз нисходит на меня.


Как сладко - разорвать

Постылых дней кольцо

И, все забыв, смотреть

В прекрасное лицо!

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