Juvenescence
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Youth of sun burned bare - You - a shepherdess dirty! you in the sight of the sky light. - You me one, one, one! rings or earrings expensive Neither silk clothes do not, you Plaukuos - flowers of rye, And the smile on the face clear. Where are the houses, where the trails? Tell me - where are you? But you smiles and does not say - only comes and it goes away ... (S. Smith)
