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Слушать(AI)Nearer To Us
Run and run towards
And find and gather
Deliverance and
Run so quickly the thread
With the sound a great bird makesA flag always soared beyond
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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