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Слушать(AI)For A Lady I Know
She even thinks that up in heaven Her class lies late and
While poor black cherubs rise at seven To do celestial chores.
Countee Cullen
Countee Cullen (born Countee LeRoy Porter; May 30, 1903 – January 9, 1946) was an American poet, novelist, children's writer, and playwright, pa
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