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This is not old and not new,
Nothing is fabulous here.
As Otrepiev and Pugachev,
So I was thirteen years old curse.
Steadily, stupid and cruel
And neodolimo, granite,
From Libau to Vladivostok
Terrible anathema buzzing.


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