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Ну надо же, и здох в сраной Балтиморе от передоза настойки опия Как это там называется, не реланиум. Said we, then-the two, then: "Ah, can it Have been that the woodlandish ghouls- The pitiful, the merciful ghouls- To bar up our way and to ban it From the secret that lies in these wolds- From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds- Have drawn up the spectre of a planet From the limbo of lunary souls- This sinfully scintillant planet From the Hell of the planetary souls?" |
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