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Павел Стеблецов
I a shade of your soul pure,
That has called me once,
That has resolved to me: "poor,
Breathe, I do not repeat twice!"

I juice of your desires light,
Passion on you I spread the fine.
I ask give new tests bright
Love of insatiable mine!

I tendernesses a drop of yours
I fall down from the wing block.
You an angel of my love on a years,
I of your life a reliable rock!