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“I’m Hamlet Now…”

…from the quills of the dead white poets Alexandr Alexandrovich Blok (1880 – 1921) I’m Hamlet now. Freezes blood, When the perfidy waves laces, While love is first – and lives in heart For her – the one in times … Continue reading

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