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He believed in his skull.
he shouted:
"It is absurd!»
But the wall fell,
It turns out he was strong.
He thought:behind the walls of a purely.
He thought,
What we will just.
... He was saved from suicide
Skvernыmi papirosami.
And he began to wander from village to village,
On gentry,
Yellow and long:
He wrote to churches
Miracle and Magdalene.
And it was art.
And after,in the dust of the road,
Chumaky sivousye
How should they buried.
Prayer over it are not read,
So pelted clay.
But remained on the ground
Judah and Magdalene!

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