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< Leah Altukhova



I knew well, and thought at first,
What will not be more sorrow,
What is this burning him ...
Girl "I did not wait again»
Lifeless smoldering on the dock,
They pulled, but not evacuated.
As if torn by
link At night her chains silences.
I knew well, but believed desperate,
Now therefore die.

Girl "everything will be different»
Immerse yourself in a century who,
Neither horse nor Prince is not the desired one,
Immure heart poprochnee.
And such a sweet languor
She painfully familiar headache,
There is no admission against pleasure to scrap,
And because there are hotter,
Younger ponaivney even,
She
after the first theft of the heart It is now up gray tie.

And such lovely girls
They live on its pages
Life is so lucky to be born.
Each in its own right.
Each wants to be the queen,
Only two lightning blaze,
King knows no boundaries.
The author did not finish his novel,
He is truthful and knows many more:
Of the two hundred sovereigns in Poland
For love married only two.