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Слушать(AI)The Rose Family
The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now
That the apple's a rose,
And the pear is, and
The plum,
I suppose.
The dear only
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose -But were always a rose.
Robert Frost
Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published i
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