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Denis Bezmelnitsin
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Adieu
And all that mem'ry loves the most
Was once our only hope to be:
And all that hope adored and lost
Hath melted into memory.
Lord Byron
And thus what can be now
Between me and you?
The keel hath drowned,
Only ruins float upon the see of memory...
Adieu!
February 2016
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