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Aleksandr Blok - I Prefer the Gorgeous Freedom
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I prefer the gorgeous freedom,
And I fly to lands of grace,
Where in wide and clear meadows
All is good, as dreams, and blest.
Here they rice: the clover clear,
And corn-flower`s gentle lace,
And the rustle is always here:
"Ears are leaning… Take your ways!"
In this immense sea of fair,
Only one of blades reclines.
You don`t see in misty air,
I`d seen it!It will be mine!
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