"I’ve lived to bury my desires,
And see my dreams corrode with rust;
Now all that’s left are fruitless fires
That burn my empty heart to dust."
Alexander Pushkin,
left us on this day in 1837
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"I’ve lived to bury my desires,
And see my dreams corrode with rust;
Now all that’s left are fruitless fires
That burn my empty heart to dust."
Alexander Pushkin,
left us on this day in 1837
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