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On a bright cloud at rest, You swam over me. Under lindens, in grass of crude I found your narrow belt He dazzles the silver ... I retreat. At song a clear I will tell dryad meek about my loneliness. Under lindens - melodious stream, darkens quick jet. throw up nightingales Colored beads consonances ... Here the Amber moon. In the beam of evenings and secretly You are gentle breathing Carried off to heaven ... ~ Vladimir Nabokov
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 16:10:13 +0000

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