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Слушать(AI)Even When We Sleep
Even when we sleep we watch over each
And this love heavier than a lake’s ripe
Without laughter or tears lasts
One day after another one night after us.
Paul Eluard
Paul Éluard, born Eugène Émile Paul Grindel; 14 December 1895 – 18 November 1952), was a French poet and one of the founders of the Surrealist m
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