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Слушать(AI)The Little Mute Boy
The little boy was looking for his voice.(The King of the crickets had it.)In a drop of waterthe little boy was looking for his voice.
I do not want it for speaking with;
I will make a ring of itso that he may wear my silenceon his little finger.
In a drop of waterthe little boy was looking for his voice.(The captive voice, far away.
Put on a cricket' clothes.)
Federico Garcia Lorca
Federico del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús García Lorca (5 June 1898 – 19 August 1936), known as Federico García Lorca, was a Spanish poet, playwrigh
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