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My most desired, i carefully interrogated me there thy bright image in its memory. Every word that moved thy gentle jaws, there is plenty for me song. Sometimes I fishing the thought, that do not hear the words,I just committee had before it a an enchanting sound thy beloved voice. Your view, as though бездонныи ocean, in which I wish to melt and forget it all. Thy touch, as if it were magic rites,Which forced me much thee one and only love you forever. Thank you, native, that you have to me!
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