Sasha

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But ran out of this boring episode
And we turn to our hero.
Until then, he had no worries
Worldly and innocent soul
I was looking for passion, like food. long year
He spent among notebooks, books, stories,
grammars, Geography and theories
All philosophies of the world. five systems
I had the Marquis, and the question: what for?
He answered you proudly and freely:
«Monsieur, c'est mon affaire »14 - so I want!

86
But Sasha did not heed his words, –
Absently in a notebook on a string
His hand charted here and there
Some woman's profile, and the eyes,
Burning like two stars,
He looked at it long and tenderly
Sighed and buried his diligent
between the sheets, cute as a secret treasure,
Pledge of hope and future rewards,
How to hide the sometimes dry grass,
Pen, note, il a tape pin ...

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