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An inexpressible sorrow Two giant pupils opened wide, A vase of flowers rose beside And into air her crystals threw The room was filled three meters deep With dreaminess - hello sweet balm! That such a liliputian realm Could have consumed so much of sleep. A bit of wine a bit of cake - A bit of sunny May despite - And thinnest fingers snowy white, Alive at last, have stretched awake. |
| Iosef Mandelshtam |
| Cuddle |
| Oil pastels, 2003 |
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