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Слушать(AI)In the Night
I longed for companionship rather,
But my companions I always wished farther.
And now in the desolate nightI think only of the people i should like to bite.
Stevie Smith
Florence Margaret Smith, known as Stevie Smith (20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971), was an English poet and novelist. She was awarded the Cholmon
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