Thursday, May 7, 2009
In A Folder "To The Report" I Have
In a folder "To the report" I have seen the sealed package, and into heart have again entered long, forgotten was a needle. I have opened the letter. On a leaf some words outlined by rough letters blackened: "I never will forget you. I never will see you. (It is the citation)". NINA REFLECTS ALOUD WHY FIRM AS IF ONLY FROM THE BED THE CUCUMBER IS MORE USEFUL, THAN BOILED NOODLES Epigraphs to the head , , do not go on that , There the mouse lives, You a tip ! Nursery The wife in the middle of night yes has woken up as will cry: - the Muzhik! The muzhik to me! The husband too has woken up from its shout and persuades: - is more silent, the darling, silence! Where I to you at three o'clock in the morning will get the muzhik?. - What you? - She has told. - unless my kisses so are opposite? Or your courage from a post? Or, maybe, my armpits smell then?. The shame Paint has filled in to me the person, and even I have lost the rest of forces; all body at me has softened, and I have murmured: - the Tsarina washing, be kind, do not finish the unfortunate.
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