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From Paradise plaguing children
You're sending me greetings farewell,
invariably friends
The shabby, red binding.
A little easier to learn a lesson,
I ran immediately to you happened.
- "It's late!" - "Mama, ten term!»…
But fortunately my mother forgot.
Trembling on the chandeliers lights ...
How well a book at home!
under Grieg, Schumann and Cui
I learned the fate of Tom.
It's getting dark ... The air is fresh ...
Tom Becky happiness with full faith.
Here with a torch Injun Joe
Wandering in the darkness of the cave ...
Cemetery ... prophetic cry of an owl ...
(I'm scared!) Here flying through bumps
Priemysh prim widow,
Diogenes lived in a barrel.
Brighter than the sun's throne room,
Above the slender boy - crown ...
Suddenly - a beggar! Christ! He said:
"Let, I am heir to the throne!»
Gone into the darkness, who appeared in it.
Britain's sad fate ...
- ABOUT, why among the red books
Again, for the lamp would not sleep?
On the golden age,
Where to look bolder and clearer heart!
About gold names:
Gekk Finn, Tom Sawyer, Prince and the Pauper!

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