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Слушать(AI)I Live In The Twentieth Century
I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me.
You were unhappy when you fell asleep.
There was nothing I could do about it.
I felt hopeless.
Your face is so beautiful that I cannot stop to describe it, and there's nothing I can do to make you happy while you sleep.
Richard Brautigan
Richard Gary Brautigan (January 30, 1935 – ca. September 16, 1984) was an American novelist, poet, and short story writer. His work often clinic
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