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Слушать(AI)First day of spring
First day of spring—I keep thinking about the end of autumn.
Translated by Robert Hass
Matsuo Basho
Matsuo Bashō (松尾 芭蕉, 1644 – November 28, 1694), born Matsuo Kinsaku (松尾 金作), then Matsuo Chūemon Munefusa (松尾 忠右衛門 宗房),[2] was the most famous p
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