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Слушать(AI)Under the Mistletoe
I did not know she'd take it so, Or else I'd never dared;
Although the bliss was worth the blow,
I did not know she'd take it so.
She stood beneath the
So long I thought she cared;
I did not know she'd take it so,
Or else I'd never dared.
Countee Cullen
Countee Cullen (born Countee LeRoy Porter; May 30, 1903 – January 9, 1946) was an American poet, novelist, children's writer, and playwright, pa
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