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Красиво солнце и цветы, Красивый я, и, может, ты Но взор твой застелён другим - Ты был мой мир... Я был один. "Вечор, ты помнишь, вьюга злилась, На мутном небе мгла носилась", - А я сидел, и ждал когда На сердце оживет весна. Сидел я год, увяла осень Зимою намело снега, А я всё ждал, сквозь злую проседь Я ждал и верил, лишь в тебя... Сейчас глаза сияют солнцем, В груди распущены цветы. А в голове всё та же осень, Всё то же "я", ни разу "мы".
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