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Слушать(AI)The Reason
My life is vile I hate it so I'll wait awhile And then I'll go. Why wait at all? Hope springs alive, Good may befall I yet may thrive.
It is because I can't make up my
If God is good, impotent or unkind.
Stevie Smith
Florence Margaret Smith, known as Stevie Smith (20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971), was an English poet and novelist. She was awarded the Cholmon
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