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Слушать(AI)Все что создано умом
Все, что создано умом,
Все, к чему душа стремится,
Как янтарь на дне морском,
В книгах бережно хранится.
Patrick Kavanagh
Patrick Kavanagh (21 October 1904 – 30 November 1967) was an Irish poet and novelist. His best-known works include the novel Tarry Flynn, and th
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