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Слушать(AI)The Greatest Love
She is sixty. She livesthe greatest love of her life.
She walks arm-in-arm with her dear one,her hair streams in the wind.
Her dear one says:"You have hair like pearls."Her children say:"Old fool."Translated from the Polish by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard
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