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and rapid as the river of milk between blind lanterns
sought you the day of the fire that burned up long
svystav you who cliff with tongue and stopped prykusyv
elsewhere and let you dog wolf dog you are now the wolf is now
braids decorate dew lead chabretsem
brother lying under vine in the face to the sky zadertym
brother lying under vine and looks into the sky.
empty margins of oblique let him through the grass proroste
drive on the circle of stone words falcons zdvyhaymo
lyymo tin in the throat just not me not me
tongues cut off from their empty voices
between two Tish and two suteney Rico so I nesi
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