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Слушать(AI)Stars Songs Faces
Gather the stars if you wish it so.
Gather the songs and keep them.
Gather the faces of women.
Gather for keeping years and years.
And then . . .
Loosen your hands, let go and say good-by.
Let the stars and songs go.
Let the faces and years go.
Loosen your hands and say good-by.
Carl Sandburg
Carl August Sandburg (January 6, 1878 – July 22, 1967) was a Swedish-American poet, biographer, journalist, and editor. He won three Pulitzer Pr
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