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Слушать(AI)Healed Of My Hurt
Healed of my hurt,
I laud the inhuman Sea—Yea, bless the Angels Four that there convene;
For healed I am even by the pitiless breath Distilled in wholesome dew named rosmarine.
Herman Melville
Herman Melville (August 1, 1819 – September 28, 1891) was an American novelist, short story writer, and poet of the American Renaissance period.
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