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I HAVE NO WALKED IN YOUR DREAMS
I have not walked in your dreams, nor do I have shown in the crowd, not appeared in the court where it rained or rather began to rain (this to the gate and I will replace it), it was tempting to believe, like a fool, I’d met soon, it was you that you appeared to me in a dream (and I took a sweet tenderness), you sistemavi hair at his temples. That fall even poems, in part, I could well, (but always lacked a verse or rhyme to be happy).
(Boris Ryzyi)
